Hospital Update

Well, I am home from the hospital. I was discharged on Wednesday. Unfortunately, I wasn't discharged in time to make it to go to Boston. I was able to reschedule my appointment for September 22nd (2 weeks from my original appointment). I have been extremely impressed with the people in his office. Not only are they accommodating, but they actually call you back. They put me on a cancellation list, and should anything come up sooner, they will call me. At this point in time, I just want answers. I am so tired of being sick and in the hospital constantly. I DESERVE to have a life, and I can't do that when I'm in the hospital constantly.

Anyway, sorry, back to my hospital update. I was discharged on Wednesday. I can't say I was truly ready to be discharged, but the doctor wanted to discharged me, so discharged I was. See, the way it works is that my doctor rounds in the hospital on the weekend or holidays. During the week another doctor rounds. This doctor doesn't actually see patients. Strange, I know.

Tuesday they tried to allow me to eat. That didn't go so well. Caused a lot of pain and extreme nausea, but I stuck through it. I guess my CT scan showed what looked like a small ovarian cyst. I was sent down for an ultrasound. The GYN that did the ultrasound was amazing. She said that she did not think that it was a cyst, but rather a natural occurrence. It is less than 1 cm, so she said there is no way that something that small is causing my upper quadrant abdominal pain. She did not see evidence of any fluid indicating something had burst or was infected. So good news there.

Dr. S (the doctor that doesn't see patients) came in on Wednesday and was adamant that my pain was being caused by my non-existent (only a few millimeter) cyst. Apparently he knows more than the GYN, in which this is her specialty. She at least sees patients. Then he went on to tell me that women get cysts nearly every month. Okay, that is true in some cases. That these cysts can cause fever and increase WBC. Well, if they get infected, yes. And they are mildly uncomfortable and treated with Tylenol and Advil. Whoa there! I know people who have had ovarian cysts and they can be EXTREMELY painful. He then went on to tell me all about what it was like to be a woman and have a menstrual cycle - because his last menstrual cycle was when?

He then wanted to discharge me without finishing the course of antibiotics. All through the hospital stay, I'd been on IV Cipro. My lungs had mildly improved from when I was admitted, but I was still fairly wheezy and junky. I was able to talk him into prescribing enough oral antibiotics to get me through Saturday, which would be 7 days of antibiotics. I tried to impress upon him that whether or not the exact infection causing my problems was identified didn't matter, but that stopping any course of antibiotics mid-cycle is dangerous and how antibiotic-resistance develops.

This doctor obviously does not understand PIDD. I often think doctors should actually read a patient's chart before going in to see them. I also think that if that patient has a diagnosis that a doctor does not understand or is not knowledgeable about, that he/she should educate him/herself on this disease. Everyone has access to the internet, so there really are no excuses. I often wonder if all doctors acted as med students with the need to impress their attending, if perhaps patients would get better care. I wonder if some doctors just become lazy over the years. I have ceased expecting doctors to do this, but I get so tired of playing both doctor and patient. I do not mind educating people, but it's hard when you feel like you're talking to a brick wall. Well maybe talking to the brick wall would have more of an effect and it would be more responsive.

So, I am home. My lungs are not doing so well. The small improvement I felt in the hospital is slowly being lost. I don't know if the oral antibiotics are just ineffective or what? Maybe my body is not absorbing them properly? It seems that every time I take oral antibiotics, they do nothing. I do not know why this is. I also have horrible thrush. I've tried OTC products, with no luck. My doctor hasn't prescribed anything. It's down my throat and possibly in my stomach. Is this possible? Would that be why I feel so sick?

Again, more questions asked than answered. Feeling a bit discouraged. One and a half weeks until Boston.

"I think I can. I think I can. I think I can." - The Little Engine that Could

Hospital

While there is never exactly a "convenient" time to get sick, as no one ever wants to be sick, but I often seem to get sick at the most inopportune moments. When the last thing I want to do, or can afford to do is get sick, when it's actually extremely important that I stay healthy, that is most often when I do exactly that. During these times, I try to will my body to stay healthy. It's as if I try to bargain with it - just stay healthy until... Unfortunately, my body rarely listens.

Tomorrow, I was supposed to go up to Boston for a consult at Boston Children's hospital. So of course, last week, my lungs decide to get crappy. I could feel the mucous building up and getting congested. I got to be so tired and worn out doing simple things, gasping with every breath I took. Instead of decreasing the prednisone, I stayed at 40mg. I needed my body to make it. On Thursday night, I began running a fever. Now I never run  a fever, so when I do, something is seriously wrong. Friday, I called the doctor and was told to go to the ER. I didn't want to go to the ER. I wanted him to give me antibiotics and let me do it at home. I was not at crisis point where I would normally go to the ER. My lungs were bad, but not horrible. I was holding my own. Of course, I knew without antibiotics, this wouldn't last long. I was very frustrated.

Well, I made it through Saturday. Watched a move with my sister and had a good diner. It actually wasn't the lungs that did it this time. They played a part, but the ultimate issue was the fact that I started with severe upper quadrant abdominal pain. It caused me to double over in agony. I took a pain pill, but it didn't even touch it. 2 hours later, I took another. The pain had worsened to the point that the Zophran ODT wasn't even working to counteract the nausea. My breathing, which had been difficult before any of this started, was worse. I couldn't take a deep breath at all. So finally, and very reluctantly, I went to the ER. The ER was insane on a Saturday night of a holiday weekend, but I got right in since my o2 sats were only 81%. I had a temperature, and my blood work showed a WBC (white blood cell count) that was through the roof and an elevated lipase level. Lipase is an enzyme in the pancreas that digest fat. Elevated lipase usually indicates pancreatitis. With the PIDD, my WBC rarely goes up.

The ER doctor was actually very good. He stayed on top of things and consulted my opinion on what worked best for me. This is very rare as usually ER doctors do not understand PIDD at all, have never even heard of PI, and thus, often treatment is horrible. In addition, usually if you are in pain, ER doctors do not listen. If you have been there even once before for a condition requiring pain medication, you can be called "drug-seeking" or an "addict". This is very frustrating. While I understand the need for doctors to be cautious, I have a serious medical condition which can leave me in debilitating pain. If I end up in the ER in pain, it's usually quite severe and caused by another issue such as kidney stones. So it was quite refreshing to be asked what works for me and be taken seriously. Apparently the ER doctor had taken care of me here previously and had also taken care of me at Baystate, which is the hospital I used all throughout college. I have always received excellent care there and because it is where I was diagnosed and being treated for my immune disorder, most doctors there are familiar with my case. Needless to say, though I was hoping to avoid being admitted, I was. I do agree that it was needed, especially with my WBC being so high.

Overall, it's been a fairly good admission. I have had some minor issues with pain management, but overall my pain has been controlled. I am on IV antibiotics. Thus far, I am NPO, meaning I am not allowed to eat anything, to hopefully help the pancreatitis. My biggest concern is that I will have to reschedule my appointment in Boston.