Sunday, October 10, 2010
Steak and Potatos
On my last stay at Maine Med, I only spiked a fever twice. The first time, it was preempted with severe chills to the point where my whole body was shaking uncontrollably. The nurses kept putting warm blankets on me but the chills did not stop. Eventually they game me an IV of Demerol at around 1:00AM. The chills went away almost immediately and I entered a happy place that made me grin, giggle and drool a little bit. As soon as the shakes stopped, a fever set in.
When you spike a fever, someone comes up from the lab to draw blood. Directly from your vein. A lot of blood. They take that blood back to the lab and put it in test tubes and see if anything grows. Then, based on what grows, they know how to treat it. If you have read this blog at all, you know I am not fond of needles or blood. Also, all the nurses on this floor know that fact.
blood at 2:00AM, I let her know how much I did not like needles and asked if there was any other way to do this. I was not making much sense I am sure due to the Demerol. She was a 20ish year old Somalian girl with full head dress on. I remember her being very nice and calming. During the actual blood draw, my nurse came in and actually held my hand. I know, pretty pittiful...
So, Friday night when I spiked a fever, I knew that meant a blood draw. Who else walks in from the lab but the little Somalian girl from over a month ago.