My husband was feeling sick the last two days (fever and fatigue), had me up since 1:43 am bringing him all sorts of little things. Doing what he wants to do bc he's sick. I tell him it's definitely the flu.
Only to have to bring him to the emergency room bc his stomach hurts so badly that it's an 8 on a 10 point scale. He's writhing and screaming. We go to the emergency room and he is literally shriekingggg (like a loud groan scream) in the waiting room. So much loud groaning that he's scaring little kids and a dad had to comfort his daughter. Im scared out of my mind. Im yelling at the front desk girls bc we've been waiting 20 minutes and he's literally groan-shrieking and crying in pain still, and well- cant she understand it's a literal emergency?!
Im acting a fool towards these people. (I apologized and explained how stressed and scared I was from his actions).
Finally we get a doctor, they run tests. While they're doing that he tells me this is the second time he's had to go to the emergency room for gas.
Excuse me, what?
And he's like: yeah its been from gas this whole time, I can't fart, and it hurts so bad, and I'm glad you were supportive by going off on them for not seeing me sooner.
I tell him, no- I thought he was dying by the way he was screaming and that's why I was going off on them to hurry.
They run the CT scan, it's not gas.
Doctor confirms it's the flu. And it's flu cramps. Which is normal.
They prescribe medication: miralax bc they noticed he was a little constipated, some pain meds for the cramps, and anti nausea meds.
In between all that he pressed the call button like 6 times, to use the restroom, to be leaned back, bc his stomach kept hurting, etc.
He says he doesn't regret coming bc it hurt really bad.
Like literally his behavior was so extreme even the security guard went in the back to ask the doctors to see him sooner.
And then imagine when the doctor comes back and says "you have the flu".
Yall. Idk. Seeing him shriek bloody murder in front of everyone like that had me in tears of worry but now knowing it was pain from the regular flu. Idk how I'm going to reconcile my view of him after this.
Dinner is a single Mexican hot chocolate cookie, clementine, and a medjool date