They let me out on Wednesday (1/22). There was no way I would be getting test results back that day, and possibly now for the rest of the week. I made it known that I would very much like to go home. The only thing keeping me there was the IV antibiotics that I was on.One of the resident doctors said she would make it a point to see if I could get out of there. I told her I would add here to the Christmas card list if she could pull it off. SHE DID! She came back a few hours later, and said I could take the last of the antibiotics orally! I hadn't been so happy since this whole ordeal started...
We did send her a card, and she sent one back!
I learned something from this experience... I'm sure most of you know you should never send food back to the cook in a restaurant... Unless you like spit in you food... I think it's a similar mindset in the hospital. Do not complain, or provoke the people responsible for your health/safety. These people are sticking needles in your arms, liver, administering drugs, etc... Do you really want these people mad at you? I in no way mean to imply that they would behave inappropriately, or unprofessionally, but think about it... Happy people work harder than unhappy people...
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