Thank God! I finally have a diagnosis, after 3 months and after seeing 3 different medical "professionals" in the last 4 weeks... I have pneumonia.
I went to urgent care on friday and saw this guy who all he focused on was the fact that I had pain in my side. Good to some extent, but all he did was give me new acid reflux medication and a different (MUCH MORE EXPENSIVE) inhaler. He wants to do a CT-scan next tuesday. Fine, Ok... they scheduled it for 10PM... you believe this? Anyway, I was taking everything I needed to take over the weekend, and I went to work on monday and felt like crap (surprise!).
My boss, Lisa, told me to go back over there again, and was about to kick some serious ass. She mentioned to me that our facility scored low on diagnosing pneumonia and she was sure I had pneumonia. So she was pissed that our ranking is low, and they aren't finding it in me either. I called again and bitched and moaned until they got me an appointment for the afternoon. I went over there, told the guy my long story (for the n-teenth time). He asks me if I have a cat. I'm like, yeah, i've had it for a year. He thinks I have allergies. He tells me to go buy claritin AND benadryl and I'm like HELL NO. I'm not buying anything else. I asked him if he really didn't want to do a chest x-ray. He didn't want to, but told me that since I was there, I might as well go do one, "but I really don't think it's going to tell us anything."
SO I go down to radiology and pop in Kelly's office for a minute to say hi, since I'm usually not over in the hospital building. I get called pretty quickly, and they tell me to change and then come wait in the waiting area. I put on a johnny... I don't know if I'm supposed to be waist up, entirely naked, down to drawers or what... so I figured I'm having x-rays, they must want me to be as "free" as possible. and I drop down to drawers and am in a johnny... they tell me to wait in this OPEN WAITING AREA. I'm mortified. I really didn't have to wait, but I had to walk through there like it was a central lobby! Come to find out, I probably really could have kept my pants and shoes on... idiot me...
SO I go back to the doctor's office and he calls me in to look at the x-ray and wouldn't you know... "you seem to have a little bit of pneumonia right there" Gee, Dr. ASSHOLE, that's EXACTLY where my pain has been! He looked at it for a little while and said he didn't know if antibiotics would do any good. And I'm thinking, if this jerk doesn't give me an antibiotic, i'm going to quit my job for loss of faith in the institution I work for. He decides to give me augmentin (yay!) and tells me to keep taking the other stuff I got from the guy on friday. He wants to see me again on tuesday morning before my evening CT-scan to determine if I really need to have the scan anyway. Damn, I hope not. I'm gonna have to drink that barium crap... that stuff sucks.
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