As you might guess from the post title, we’ve had a little trip to the Emergency Room.
My tummy problems haven’t gone away. I took some Imodium on Sunday evening and so didn’t feel too bad on Monday morning. Hence our visit to the golf shop and stop off at AppleBee’s for lunch.
During the afternoon, I realised that the Imodium had worn off and so was becoming a friend of the bathroom again! I managed to feel settled enough for a drive out early evening to the Garden of the Gods but didn’t really want anything much to eat. So another foray to King Soopers for some tatties to bake in the microwave and then back to the room.
We spent the evening looking at the photos taken at the Garden of the Gods and then I read my kindle while Susie played with the photos to set up a slide show on the website. I munched a few crisps to help my salt levels and by the time we got round to eating the tatties, felt a bit queasy. I managed the insides of one half of a potato and then started to feel rather nauseous, with a spot of the old D and V ensuing.
By then, it was 3 days since my little problem had started and Susie was getting very concerned that it was getting worse and I was getting dehydrated. She wanted to call a doctor so she phoned my insurance company (Direct Line) but they said they will only cover the costs if I go to hospital. Which is challenging given the nature of the problem.
After much consulting with the hotel reception, medical websites, the insurers and her Mum, she decided to make a foray to find the nearest hospital and ask them for their opinion. They said I should probably come in, that there was zero waiting time and that they see a lot of similar cases due to the altitude.
I wasn’t quite so sure, as I’d have preferred to stay near the bathroom!
So 2:00 am saw us whizzing up the road to the hospital. Fortunately it was only about a mile away and indeed, there was no waiting time whatsoever. A big relief after the 4 hour wait last time I went to A&E in Reading.
I was dealt with very efficiently. Blood was taken to check to see if I had any major infections (I didn’t – the white cell count was fine) and I was given 2 litres of I/V saline plus anti-nausea and anti-cramping drugs. They said that I either have a bug or altitude sickness – it’s difficult to distinguish in terms of symptoms.
By the time we got back to the hotel and to bed, it was around 5:30 in the morning so we’re both knackered from lack of sleep. Susie more so than me as she carried on with trying to sort out the insurance company after I had gone to bed. She’s been brilliant in sorting things out and in looking after me and I’m truly grateful.
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