Archive for January, 2009

SUCH A HORRIBLE WAY TO START A LIFE!

Posted in BABIES, PARENTING on January 20, 2009 by taralceleste
MY PRIDE AND JOY

MY PRIDE AND JOY

SINCE MY SON LIAM WAS BORN, HE’S HAD A HORRIBLE COLD ACCOMPANIED BY ALOT OF SNEEZING AND TERRIBLE CONGESTION. UNFORTUNATELY AGAINST ALL EFFORTS OF TRYING TO RELIEVE THIS WITH HOT STEAM SHOWERS, HUMIDIFIERS AND VARIOUS DOCTORS APPOINTMENTS, IT WOULD NOT LET UP. I CAN’T COUNT THE NUMBER OF TIMES HE WAS AT THE DOCTOR’S OFFICE AND THE EMERGENCY ROOM LATE AT NIGHT FOR AN AWFUL BARKING COUGH AND SEVERE FUSSINESS AND CONGESTION, BUT IT WAS PROBABLY ONCE OR TWICE A WEEK FOR ALMOST TWO MONTHS AND RUNNING. ALL THEY COULD EVER SEEM TO TELL ME THOUGH, IS “OH IT’S NOTHING, JUST A LITTLE COLD IT WILL PASS JUST CONTINUE THE STEAM TREATMENTS”, OR, “OH, IT’S JUST THE CROUP, NO WAIT, BRONCHIALITIS, NO WAIT, YUP IT’S THE CROUP, HERE’S A STERIOD SHOT, IT WILL GO AWAY IN A WEEK OR SO”. WELL IT NEVER WENT AWAY AND IT LATER TURNED INTO R.S.V! I HAD A SNEAKING SUSPICION WHEN THAT WAS CONFIRMED, THAT HE DIDN’T HAVE THE CROUP AFTER ALL AND THE DOCTOR’S FIRST DIAGNOSIS WAS RIGHT, THAT HE HAD BRONCHIALITIS (BASICALLY R.S.V) AND THAT WAS FOR A GOOD THREE WEEKS BEFORE HE WAS DIAGNOSED WITH R.S.V! THAT’S MALPRACTICE RIGHT THERE, THAT HE DIDN’T PICK THAT UP ON THE FIRST, OR SECOND, OR THIRD, OR FOURTH VISIT MAYBE! THAT WAS THE FIRST STRAW TO ME BEING ONE PISSED OFF MOTHER. THEN CAME THE NIGHT IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM. THIS IS GOOD….SO LISTEN UP! I GET IN THERE AND AFTER BEING IN THERE FOR AN HOUR WITH A CRYING, FUSSY, AGITATED BABY WHO HAS A FEVER OF ALMOST 102, THE NURSE FINALLY DECIDES TO WALTZ IN AND SEE US. I TOLD HER SOMETHING WASN’T RIGHT WITH HIM THAT I DEMAND THEY DO SOMETHING AND STOP TELLING ME THAT HE IS OKAY AND THIS TOO WILL PASS! I SAID HE WAS CONGESTED AND I CAN HEAR IT IN HIS LUNGS, SO COULDN’T THE WOMAN IN TRIAGE. SO DO AN X-RAY I SAY. SHE SAYS DOCTORS DON’T LIKE TO DO THEM UNLESS NECESSARY AND THAT ISN’T NECESSARY, WHILE MY SON IS MISERABLE AND CONGESTED AND OH YES, STRUGGLING TO BREATH TO THE POINT WHERE HIS CHEST IS COLLAPSING IN AND OUT SO FAST HE CAN BARELY CATCH A BREATH. GOOD NURSING RIGHT THERE!! THEN SHE HAS THE GALL TO ASK ME HOW OLD I AM AND IF HE IS MY FIRST CHILD. BUT IN THAT TONE, WITH THAT LOOK, THAT SUGGESTS THAT I AM INCOMPETENT AND HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO IDEA WHAT I’M DOING WITH MY SON. I THEN TOOK THE OPPORTUNITY TO TELL HER MY AGE DOES NOT MATTER, NO HE IS NOT MY FIRST CHILD THANK YOU AND I KNOW MY OWN SON, I KNOW WHEN SOMETHING IS NOT RIGHT WITH MY SON AND HE IS NOT RIGHT AT THE MOMENT SOMETHING IS WRONG, SO DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. SHE TOOK OFF IN A HUFF AND ABOUT TWO HOURS LATER THE DOCTOR DECIDES TO COME WALTZING IN WHILE MY SON IS BREATHING HEAVILY AND CAN NOT CATCH A BREATH, SHE DECIDES TO TAKE HER TIME. SHE DIAGNOSES HIM WITH R.S.V AND THE NURSE DECIDES TO BE NICE AS PIE TO ME…I JUST RESPOND WITH “I KNEW SOMETHING WAS WRONG WITH MY SON, I’M NOT AN IDIOT”. SHE DIDN’T SAY A PEEP. THEY DECIDED TO ADMIT HIM AND ALL THE WHILE SINCE HIS VEINS HAD COLLAPSED FROM BEING DEHYDRATED, EVEN THOUGH I HAD HIM DRINKING PEDIALYTE, THEY HAD A HARD TIME FINDING A VEIN AND GETTING AN I.V. GOING. INSTEAD OF CALLING THE I.V. TEAM, OR PEDI, THEY OPTED TO JUST KEEP POKING HIM ALL OVER HIS BODY MULTIPLE TIMES. FINALLY I SAID ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, YOUR NOT GOING TO KEEP POKING MY SON, IF YOU CAN’T FIND A VEIN, CALL SOMEONE WHO CAN BECAUSE I CANNOT BEAR TO HEAR HIM SCREAM BLOODY MURDER BECAUSE YOU GUYS ARE PLAYING OPERATION ON MY CHILD. FINALLY THEY DID, WHICH THEY SHOULD HAVE FOREVER AGO. WE SPENT TWO DAYS THERE AND THE WHOLE TIME, THEY HAD HIM ON THE NOSE OXYGEN TUBE, BUT HE WAS STILL STRUGGLING TO BREATH AND HIS CHEST KEPT INFLATING AND THEN COLLAPSING. HE WAS EVENTUALLY SO TIRED OF FIGHTING TO BREATH THAT WHEN THEY FINALLY DECIDED TO TRANSFER HIM, THE E.M.T’S SAID HE WOULD NOT HAVE HAD ENOUGH ENERGY TO KEEP BREATHING LIKE THAT, HE WOULD HAVE JUST GIVEN UP. NOW WHAT PISSES ME OFF ROYALLY IS THAT THEY LET HIM BREATH LIKE THIS FOR TWO DAYS KNOWING THEIR OXYGEN WAS NOT WORKING, EVEN AFTER I TOLD THEM IT WAS NOT WORKING AND THEY NEEDED TO TAKE FURTHER ACTION, BUT YET DECIDED TO TRANSFER HIM ONLY AT THE LAST MINUTE WHEN AT FOUR A.M. THAT MORNING THEY FOUND OUT HE HAD OBTAINED NEUMONIA. IT TOOK HIM GETTING NEUMONIA FOR THEM TO TRANSFER HIM INSTEAD OF SAYING “OKAY WELL THIS BABY OBVIOUSLY IS HAVE A HECK OF A TIME FIGHTING TO BREATH AND IS GETTING MORE TIRED AND WEAK WITH EVERY PASSING DAY, OUR EQUIPMENT IS CLEARLY NOT WORKING, WE SHOULD TRANSFER HIM TO A PLACE WHERE HE CAN GET BETTER OXYGEN, MAYBE EVEN INTUBATION”. WHICH IS WHAT THE E.M.T’S DID WHEN THEY ARRIVED FROM DARTMOUTH HITCHCOCK IN LEBANON. MY SON WAS SO TIRED HE COULD NOT EVEN KEEP HIS EYES OPEN. I DIDN’T SEE HIS BEAUTIFUL EYES FOR ABOUT TWO WEEKS, DIDN’T GET TO HOLD HIM FOR TWO WEEKS, OR FEED HIM, OR ANYTHING. AT THIS POINT I HAVE SPOKEN TO A LAWYER AND HE HAS ASSURED ME THAT I HAVE A CASE AGAINST PARKLAND MEDICAL CENTER IN DERRY WHERE HE WAS FOR THE TWO DAYS BEFORE DARTMOUTH, DUE TO THEM CONTINUOSLY DISCHARGING HIM KNOWING HE WAS GETTING WORSE AND THEN LETTING HIM BREATH LIKE THAT FOR TWO DAYS BEFORE DISCHARGING HIM TO ANOTHER HOSPITAL JUST TO SAVE THEIR ASSES IS WHAT HE HAD SAID. BECAUSE THEY KNEW THEY SCREWED UP AND HAD TO COVER THEMSELVES FOR IT.

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