
The couple that gets admitted to the hospital together, stays together.
I haven’t been able to eat or keep anything down in days and lost 6 pounds in less that a week, constant watery output. And today I puked blood and couldn’t keep most of my meds down and the ones I did didn’t even absorb cause so much diarrhea.
My poor husband had some big polyps he had to get removed a week ago and was fine but today there was a loooot of blood and his doc told him to come since he shouldn’t be bleeding this long after his procedure.
Since I was likely coming to the ER anyways we came together.
We’re both getting admitted and both getting scopes tomorrow! Unfortunately we likely can’t room together since the beds are completely full and finding one with 2 beds would be next to impossible. But theyre gonna try to at least get us in the same hall.
This sucks yall. My husband hasn’t spend the night in the hospital since 2005 from a snake bite. And only been one other time because of heart palpitations (but that ended up being fine).
I don’t have anxiety for myself, I’m used to this and it’ll just be the usual bowl rest and treat the symptoms. But they’re gonna give me Botox for my gastroparesis for the first time so hopefully that helps at least those symptoms. However the anxiety for my husband is awful. I always picture worse case. And something has to be really wrong for him to agree to come.
Send hugs or dad jokes. And thanks for listening to me vent.