I love sunny days. Today was just the type of Saturday I loved. Sarah and I were talking about what had happened yesterday at work to me. It was the strangest call I had ever received and it had left me very concerned and worried.
I sold vacation rentals. I had a call from a father who could not find his son and asked if I knew how to find someone in Costa Rica. I knew a bit more then most about Costa Rica because I had at one time looked into retiring there but also had worked for the State dept and knew where to find embassy phone numbers fast so I jumped on the Internet with him on the phone and started giving him numbers. This was not part of my job but I heard in his voice the worry he had for his son. I also gave him my cell number and told him to call me if he needed more help.
I was standing in the kitchen doorway telling Sarah all about this call when I felt that feeling again I felt July 4th 2009. At 1st I though it was nothing but knew I was wrong and told Sarah to dial 911 it was happening again. I woke to her holding my head upright telling the operator I was coming to.
DAMN IT I know I did not faint, fainting does not feel like this because I have fainted before. This was different, this hurt, this was confusing, this made my body hurt like a truck just hit me and all I wanted to do was get the guys license plate number and turn him in for a hit and run!!! And who the hell throws up after fainting? And why cant I move one side of my body? And why cant I talk? What the hell is burning!!!
(Just a side note Cath in MA and Dr K did tell me they both though maybe it might have been a seizure I had in July?)
Off I go again to the hospital but this time I end up not at a 1st rate big city training hospital but at a hospital and no apologies either but one that is run by I believe Moe, Larry and Curly without the humor LOVE!!
Yes LOVE. I was called "LOVE" by this idiot Dr LOVE who told me I had a panic attack and I did not have a seizure because I did not bite my tongue "LOVE" nor did I loose my water "LOVE"
This Dr "LOVE" Oh he though he was the cats meow I swear but I just though he was a simple plain idiot "ASSHOLE" every time he called me LOVE I wanted to respone with "Dr ASSHOLE" because I can assure you I had my "LOVE sitting besides me and my other "Oldest dearest LOVE" Karen was also there and she working with Dr's as a living knew this was 100% unacceptable behavior to be coming from a Dr!
I left Dr LOVE with a note to follow up with Dr K on my Panic Attack. And if it were not for the sharp eyes of my beloved husband and a very kind orderly I would of also left without my favorite piece of jewelery. Tell me how all my jewelery was able to make it into a large container and sit by my bedside the whole time I was there but as I was leaving one very special, one very unique piece I wear found its was underneath my gurney under a set of clean sheets to be sitting there all alone? Gee think maybe someone else though it was also a nice piece of unique jewelery? Just wondering how on earth it got there thats all?
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