Early hours of Monday morning I ended up at my GP out of hours with my pain, he prescribed me tramadol which I had never had before. I took 2 and tried to go back to bed. Big mistake, my body clearly didn’t agree with tramadol and I spent the next 2 hours with severe sickness and diarrhoea.
I then started to get chest pains which really worried my OH, he called 111 back who then sent an ambulance. Heart trace came back fine luckily and I refused to go to a&e as our local hospital is always stupidly busy I didn’t want to be sat in a corridor for hours taking up precious time of the ambulance staff. So I decided to get an appointment with my GP.
Fast forward a couple of hours my GP wanted me to go straight to the hospital as she felt the pain I was having was further up. She was worrying about appendicitis. I knew it wasn’t this was 1000% pelvic pain. So I get to the hospital at 11am and told to wait in a&e waiting room.
3pm comes and surgeon comes and examines me in a side room. He states my white blood cell count is high so he wanted me to go for a scan. I sit in a&e (in excruciating pain at this point) for another 7 hours to then be given a trolley bed on a&e. They gave me some codeine (finally!) and two tummy injections which I didn’t have a clue what they was! And then finally admitted onto a ward at 12am 😩
I get little sleep even in a room on my own, to be woken at 6am by another surgeon who suddenly thinks I’m fine to go home without scan and without seeing the gynae team like I was promised.
Now at home in the same pain with no answers 😫 I really have no faith in getting a diagnosis of some kind. Or even being pain free for more than a day 😔 I struggled massively to even get dressed this morning to take my little girl to school I’m just so depressed about it all now