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Nightmare Nurses
Jan. 25th, 2006 08:09 amIn the real world, today I have the first part of my TB test so I can eventually get Remicade. This must be what prompted my dream. The Remicade is to be administered by infusion - an IV drip that takes two hours.
( Needle phobics need not apply. )
When it all finished draining, I was incensed. I figured out / remembered that I'd come for a TB test, and had never checked in, so they shouldn't've been administering anything. I started to question the nurse, and she said they already knew what my allergies were so it was safe, and so on, but I was still (understandably I think) irritated that they'd started the procedure without telling me, and without my doing the appropriate paperwork. She also told me that it wasn't a TB test they had given me, it was some pregnancy medication. This made me more upset, as I had to know what it was specifically, and she didn't know. I mean, it could've been something that makes pregnancy less likely, which didn't bother me, or could've made pregnancy more likely, which would be quite worrisome. My mother agreed with me on that. I was yelling so everyone else in the area could hear.
The nurse called the doctor. I forget his name (it was clear in the dream), but Dad had seen him before. He started asking me what I was doing down in NYC seeing a doctor, and I said that I usually used my own back in MA, but they're hard to find the time to see, and besides I already knew doctors in New York, and I started to realize that he was distracting me from my concerns, and on the one hand I was calming down and on the other I was irritated he wasn't answering my very valid worries. I was impatient to find out the answer to my question, and started thinking that if they didn't say something constructive I might talk to a lawyer about a malpractice suit, when my alarm rang. Shame, I really wanted to know what the heck they thought they were doing.
( Needle phobics need not apply. )
When it all finished draining, I was incensed. I figured out / remembered that I'd come for a TB test, and had never checked in, so they shouldn't've been administering anything. I started to question the nurse, and she said they already knew what my allergies were so it was safe, and so on, but I was still (understandably I think) irritated that they'd started the procedure without telling me, and without my doing the appropriate paperwork. She also told me that it wasn't a TB test they had given me, it was some pregnancy medication. This made me more upset, as I had to know what it was specifically, and she didn't know. I mean, it could've been something that makes pregnancy less likely, which didn't bother me, or could've made pregnancy more likely, which would be quite worrisome. My mother agreed with me on that. I was yelling so everyone else in the area could hear.
The nurse called the doctor. I forget his name (it was clear in the dream), but Dad had seen him before. He started asking me what I was doing down in NYC seeing a doctor, and I said that I usually used my own back in MA, but they're hard to find the time to see, and besides I already knew doctors in New York, and I started to realize that he was distracting me from my concerns, and on the one hand I was calming down and on the other I was irritated he wasn't answering my very valid worries. I was impatient to find out the answer to my question, and started thinking that if they didn't say something constructive I might talk to a lawyer about a malpractice suit, when my alarm rang. Shame, I really wanted to know what the heck they thought they were doing.
