On the 23rd of December I went into the ER with what felt like my head cracking open. It was the worst pain I’ve ever had. My husband had to carry me out of the house and into the car. I had sunglasses on and my hood over my head because the light and sounds were awful. When we got there were not that many people there but we still had to wait. It felt like forever just to be seen. I was in so much pain that I was about to pass out. My husband went to triage people and said something and I got in not much time later. It seemed to be kid day at the ER which is the reason why it took so long. Kids come first and there was nothing I could do about it.
Finally in they gave me some pain meds and brought my pain down from a 10 to 7. Then after a little while they gave me more meds and I was able to walk a little and out the door. It was awful because my husband had practice for a concert for the holidays that he wasn’t to make. I apologized like I always do and of course he said there is no reason for to say sorry. He was my rock that day as he usually is but that day was a day he never thought would happen I think.
My husband and I decided for me to start the new medication and we are hoping for the best.