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So a few months ago, I was at a job I loathed. My manager was causing me so much stress that I was going home crying and had to increase my anxiety medicine. My last week there, my stomach was twisting and I felt sick all the time. When I was a manager, my employees complained that I was nitpicking them to death. I finally know what they meant. Every single thing I did was always wrong. He didn't like the way I wrote, the way I answered the phone, the way I took messages, etc. You see, he was a first time manager at 29 years old. I tried to work it out with him and HR many times over the month and a half I was there.
At one point, I had changed my blood pressure medicine and had to take benadryl because someone was smoking pot (I'm extremely allergic to the point my throat starts to close). I didn't realize that it would have such a drastic reaction, and I started getting confused and my reactions were slowing. My blood pressure crashed on the way home and I nearly ended up in the hospital. I told my manager and apologized. The next day I was confronted by HR and by my manager. It could have stayed as a conversation. Instead, my manager chose to tell me off after the conversation via email.
Finally one day he printed out a certificate he had received from head office for his "excellent work", and left it on my desk for me to see.
And I just broke. I started crying, walked into HR and handed in my keys. HR convinced me to talk to the GM so I threw my manager under the bus. Including all the missing contracts, signatures, and cc authorizations in the file cabinet in the office. I don't know what happened after that.
This actually was bad for us. We almost had to cut out absolutely everything. But at the last minute the owners of that hotel I was telling you that I was fired from pulled through. I was offered a job with the wife working in accounting. Sounds good to me.
I was fine for the first couple weeks. Then my gut started hurting again. Not bad at first, but slowly increasing over weeks.
Then one day we were driving home and it just.... hurt. There's no words. We were going through a drive through for dinner and my husband saw my face and asked me if I needed to go to the hospital. I didn't even last to order food. I said yes.
By the time I got to the hospital tears were rolling down my face and I needed help to move because of the intensity of the pain. He had to lift me out of the car and help me walk in. I should mention, the pain was on my LEFT side, not my right. If it were my right side, it could have been appendicitis.
I was triaged. They gave me delotid (sp?) to calm down the pain and had me lay down. Then I had a cat scan and the doctor came back in.
They weren't sure why I had the pain on my left side but that would be an indication for Diverticulitis, a possible ectopic pregnancy, a cyst that burst, etc. My mother in law (whose a 30 year career nurse) said she really thinks it Diverticulitis since I had all the symptoms. An ectopic pregnancy or pregnancy at all would have been caught by the cat scan.
Turns out I have a very enlarged uterus and the doctor warned me about cancer. I haven't had my monthlies in at least a year. I had been wondering if I was going through early menopause but they don't seem to think so. They do think that I have fibroid tumors (non cancerous) or possibly cancerous tumors on it. Basically the emergency room doctor told me that it's so enlarged that I need to have it removed completely. I also have a cyst on my right ovary.
So there are several possibilities. I've been on antio-biotics for 7 days now to deal with the diverticulitus since my white blood cell count was elevated.
Right after this diagnosis, it was suggested that I take a pregnancy test just to be sure I'm not pregnant since my stomach/abdomen is rather solid to the touch. The first one came back positive and I had a panic attack so bad I started hyperventilating. I guess we know for a fact now that I am NOT someone that wants kids. The second test came back negative.
We don't have health care, we can't afford it. Even Obamacare in my state is less than helpful, it only saves us $115 a month total. We can't afford to pay the cost. The lowest cost is a $15,000 deductible. Who in hell has $15,000 sitting around doing nothing? And it's $150 a month per person. The reasonable one is $400 a month. For a $9000 deductible. Health care that wouldn't end up with us losing our home, or in debt for decades is the same price as the mortgage for my house.
The owners of the company we work for don't supply health care.
So we tried to contact University Medical Center. The earliest they can see me is June 30. There's a clinic in Bogalusa that could also help but the earliest they can see me is July 7.
If they want to take my uterus they can have it. Better than being dead. I just don't know how we are going to pay for it. I'm so very scared right now. Though everyone I talk to always says that the chances of it being cancer are so small that they are almost non existent due to the fact that I'm not quite 40.
Yeah, I'm 40 in 4 days. I'm too young for this shit.
At one point, I had changed my blood pressure medicine and had to take benadryl because someone was smoking pot (I'm extremely allergic to the point my throat starts to close). I didn't realize that it would have such a drastic reaction, and I started getting confused and my reactions were slowing. My blood pressure crashed on the way home and I nearly ended up in the hospital. I told my manager and apologized. The next day I was confronted by HR and by my manager. It could have stayed as a conversation. Instead, my manager chose to tell me off after the conversation via email.
Finally one day he printed out a certificate he had received from head office for his "excellent work", and left it on my desk for me to see.
And I just broke. I started crying, walked into HR and handed in my keys. HR convinced me to talk to the GM so I threw my manager under the bus. Including all the missing contracts, signatures, and cc authorizations in the file cabinet in the office. I don't know what happened after that.
This actually was bad for us. We almost had to cut out absolutely everything. But at the last minute the owners of that hotel I was telling you that I was fired from pulled through. I was offered a job with the wife working in accounting. Sounds good to me.
I was fine for the first couple weeks. Then my gut started hurting again. Not bad at first, but slowly increasing over weeks.
Then one day we were driving home and it just.... hurt. There's no words. We were going through a drive through for dinner and my husband saw my face and asked me if I needed to go to the hospital. I didn't even last to order food. I said yes.
By the time I got to the hospital tears were rolling down my face and I needed help to move because of the intensity of the pain. He had to lift me out of the car and help me walk in. I should mention, the pain was on my LEFT side, not my right. If it were my right side, it could have been appendicitis.
I was triaged. They gave me delotid (sp?) to calm down the pain and had me lay down. Then I had a cat scan and the doctor came back in.
They weren't sure why I had the pain on my left side but that would be an indication for Diverticulitis, a possible ectopic pregnancy, a cyst that burst, etc. My mother in law (whose a 30 year career nurse) said she really thinks it Diverticulitis since I had all the symptoms. An ectopic pregnancy or pregnancy at all would have been caught by the cat scan.
Turns out I have a very enlarged uterus and the doctor warned me about cancer. I haven't had my monthlies in at least a year. I had been wondering if I was going through early menopause but they don't seem to think so. They do think that I have fibroid tumors (non cancerous) or possibly cancerous tumors on it. Basically the emergency room doctor told me that it's so enlarged that I need to have it removed completely. I also have a cyst on my right ovary.
So there are several possibilities. I've been on antio-biotics for 7 days now to deal with the diverticulitus since my white blood cell count was elevated.
Right after this diagnosis, it was suggested that I take a pregnancy test just to be sure I'm not pregnant since my stomach/abdomen is rather solid to the touch. The first one came back positive and I had a panic attack so bad I started hyperventilating. I guess we know for a fact now that I am NOT someone that wants kids. The second test came back negative.
We don't have health care, we can't afford it. Even Obamacare in my state is less than helpful, it only saves us $115 a month total. We can't afford to pay the cost. The lowest cost is a $15,000 deductible. Who in hell has $15,000 sitting around doing nothing? And it's $150 a month per person. The reasonable one is $400 a month. For a $9000 deductible. Health care that wouldn't end up with us losing our home, or in debt for decades is the same price as the mortgage for my house.
The owners of the company we work for don't supply health care.
So we tried to contact University Medical Center. The earliest they can see me is June 30. There's a clinic in Bogalusa that could also help but the earliest they can see me is July 7.
If they want to take my uterus they can have it. Better than being dead. I just don't know how we are going to pay for it. I'm so very scared right now. Though everyone I talk to always says that the chances of it being cancer are so small that they are almost non existent due to the fact that I'm not quite 40.
Yeah, I'm 40 in 4 days. I'm too young for this shit.
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