800 E Carpenter St, Springfield Illinois 62702
This happened at two hospital.
I want to say that I don't like to talk about or tell people my personal problem's, that's not me but I am going to on this. A week ago on Saturday I really thought I was dieing I had woken up at 11:00 pm on Friday with a horrible pain in my stomach on the right upper right side, I didn't think anything of it at first I thought it was just a stomach ache, I took medicine to settle the pain and went back to bed. At 12:30 am I woke back up and the pain was a 100 times worse than it was at 11, I got up and ran to the bathroom and started to get sick, I have never been in this much pain in my 29 years of life before. My mother heard me getting sick and she had came to check on me and when she did I told her "something is wrong" over and over, she went got my father he was ready to take me to the hospital at 1:00 am, but after I had gotten sick I started to feel better the pain wasn't there as much and I said I was fine and that I just needed to stay home for that day and I'll be fine on Sunday to work. After they left to open the restaurant I had kept getting sick and I knew I should have gone when they wanted me to but I was being stubborn. So at 7:00 am when my father came back from the restaurant he took me to the hospital in Rushville and the drive there was horrible I was in tears. When we got there they put me on fluids, medicine and took my blood to get better understanding with what was going on, when the ER Doctor came in he was very stoick, I understand why he needed to be stoick, people come and go looking for pain medicine and maybe he thought I was one of them. At 10:00 they took me back to ger a CT scan and at 11:00 the Dr came back in and he looked sick he was a tan person and he looked white when he came back to talk to me and my father. He told me that I had gall stone but that he wasn't that concerned about that right then, he was very concerned about my liver, my liver enzymes were 10 times the amount then they should be and with me not drinking alcohol or not having any history with liver disease, he felt that I needed to go a hospital that was more equipped he left to go call around. At this time like 12:00 12:30 I don't really remember, my father left to go get my mother and I was just waiting to go to Springfield ST. John's hospital, when my father left I had broke down and finely told the truth to nurse Beth and told her that my pain was never a 7 it was a 10 on the pain chart I just didn't want to worry my father then what he already was. I was crying so much I was in pain and now I was scared, nurse Beth gave me morphine and with in a second my pain was gone and then I just had to wait for the ambulance. I was scared and very emotional when the ambulance got there, I remember when the paramedics got there I asked BOTH of them to hold my hand if I got scared on the ride over, thank God I didn't get scared but if I did they said they would have they were also sweet guys too. When we got to ST. John's and to my room, I met the two most lovey people Amelia and Isaac, I can not say enough good things about them, (Amelia stole my heart and I hope one day she'll see this and know that she is one of the best RN's out there. Everyone was amazing from Victoria, the nightnurse
to the Lauren, the other night nurse and to Deanna and Tarra I loved every single one of you, you didn't make me scared and I was really scared). We all got acquainted and we just had to wait so I could get an MRI done now I can't describe that to you, you yourself would have to get one done to know what I am taking about. When the MRI scans came in they saw my gallbladder had a lot of stones in it and it NEEDED to be out. The sweetest of surgeons came in and talked to me about how she was going to do the surgery on Monday and she just needed to get an opening in the OR, well it had became to late from an emergency and she couldn't do it so she was going to let her partner do it on Tuesday. And on Tuesday in the