I had been out shopping last night (was it only that long ago?) when the cell phone rings, and won't put the call through properly. I'm in no huge hurry, but since it's my wife that called (caller ID) and the phone won't let me call her back,(cell tower was down) I decide to go straight home. I get there to find out that she had decided to go to the ER. Finally. She had been having unusual pains (most pain for her is usual) in her back, left side, and upper abdomen. This went on for about a week before she finally decided to go into the ER last night.
Let me warn anyone reading this, that if you've had symptoms for a week, and decide you're willing to go to the ER late on a Friday night, just wait till Saturday morning. Even if you decide to go on a Friday night, you'll probably wait till Saturday morning before you're seen. This was a bit of an extreme case for us.
So we go to the closest one, Valley Medical Center. For anyone who doesn't know, Valley is currently under construction, adding to it's size by more than double, and this includes the area around the emergency room. This means, that instead of having parking right next to the emergency entrance, or even a drive by drop off area. So I let her out to go into the ER as close as I can manage, which means I need to turn the car around to get it out of the emergency area, and drive off to the regular parking area and make the unnecessarily (in my opinion) walk back.
When I get there, she's checking in, and then we get to go sit in a full waiting room, and get to, well, um, wait. We're there at 11:00 P.M., when the security guard shift change occurs, and it's about this time when we get to go into the triage room. After taking vitals, and the boring re-answering of "what brought you in... do you have any allergies.." we go back to the waiting room, and have a hard time finding 2 seats together. I kneel on the floor next to her in a chair for a while before we take 2 seats that open up in another area of the waiting room. So we wait some more. Eventually we get bored out of our minds and start listening to the conversations of the people around us. In one group there is a woman who looks eerily like one of my ex girlfriends. It's not her, but we get to overhear soap opera style dialogue while listening to make sure whether it's her or not. After the waiting room television has shown full episodes of Seinfeld, Frasier, That 70's Show, and Bernie Mac, we get to ask ourselves why South Park is on in a waiting room with so many kids. The couple to our right starts to laugh as we make fun of the long wait. We had noticed plenty of people coming out from the back, but no one getting called. At about a quarter to 3 (this is am folks) the triage nurse comes out to take a roll call to see how many people are still there, and haven't just given up waiting and gone home. This was almost us, as we had decided that we would leave if they didn't call us by 3:00. After roll call, we agree to keep waiting, as we were the first ones she called for on the list. During the next half hour we make more fun of the wait with the couple next to us, wondering "Did she just come out to see which ones of us she would have to retake vitals for?". Since it's been so long since anyone was called back, when our name is finally called, and we stand up to go back to a room, we are applauded. Or maybe the applause is just because SOMEBODY has been called back.
Once we're in a room, we get to hear that the wait was caused by several really sick kids. With some that I had seen in the waiting room, and watching a baby incubator roll by, I decided this was a good enough reason. We wind up doing some more waiting, but it doesn't seem quite as long, since we are able to grab a nurse's attention when we need to. Eventually, after an IV, urine and blood tests, we get a diagnosis. Kidney or urinary tract infection. Well, at least it wasn't a long wait for no answer. By the time we leave, the sky's becoming light again, it's been more than an 8 hour stay, and it's after 7 in the morning, and that busy waiting room is empty. (please see second paragraph)
After getting prescriptions filled, getting home, and getting some sleep, I'll have to readjust myself tomorrow so I can wake up on Monday in time to go to work.