I think I am the only person to sob hysterically in the ER when told everything is ok.

So, my side has been hurting. In the gallbladder area. For almost a year. Had the gallbladder removed, and still had pain. Low grade, manageable pain, but pain nonetheless. Friday night, the pain skyrocketed. Oh, its bad. Hurts to breathe, hurts to move. Hurts, period. The only relief I can get is laying on my bad, taking shallow breaths. Friday night is was bad. Saturday, it was worse. Jen (who I am lucky to have as a friend,) met me at the gym for our morning workout, and said, nope - you're going to Urgent Care. Not in Maricopa, since they Ahwatukee, 20 miles away. I couldn't drive, and Larry is on call, so Jen took me. Urgent Care couldn't figure it out, so off to the ER. Damn. No, no, no, no, no, no, no! The last trip to Chandler ER was HORRIBLE, so we went to Gilbert Mercy.
Ah, so much better than Chandler. They gave me a bed, instead of a 'recliner,' and everyone was so kind. Nurses continued to check on me, and everyone was very nice. (Chandler was horrible- we'd have to look for a nurse for help, and they were not very warm or compassionate. They looked at me like I was just looking for drugs.)
So, long story short- everything was normal, so they sent me home. When the doctor told me that, I fell apart. I was still in a lot of pain, and nothing helps. Bloodwoork, ultrasound, all normal. Only problem they saw was pain. Morphine didn't really help, in fact I felt worse after the morphine. THey sent me home with painkillers, that did nothing but make we tired.
Oh, did I sob. I couldn't help it. I am so tired of pain. Oh, they were big, uncontollable, nose running, blubbering sobs. The nurses were so kind. They gave me some tissues, and tried to give me a little comfort, and let me compose myself before we left. (As opposed to Chandler, who discharged me so fast- Larry had left to get something to eat, so he was not there when I was discharged. The made me wait in the ER waiting room until he arrived. Talk about no compassion.)
So, here I am this morning, in pain, still. Nothing relieves it. Thank you to Jen, who is trying to help. I know I need to be my own advocate, but yesterday when we got home, all I wanted to do was be miserable in bed. :)
This morning is a different story. I have been researching my symptoms all morning on the internet. Reading message board posts, blogs, and medical journals. I think I may have some kind of answer.
So, I am going to blow out my printer this morning, printing everything I can find, and then Monday, work on an appointment for a doctor.
I am terrified this is going to cause a problem with my trip home. Sigh.
Thank you to Jen and Jonathan. Jen drove me out to Urgent Care and then the ER. Jonathan opened the store for her, until she could get back. I cannot thank them enough for their help.
To make me happy, here are gratuitous picture of Patton and Sherman.
I am always amazed how they manage to 'drape' themselves over their beds to sleep. I think they are silly.