So, get in the cab last night, head to the hospital for tests... sleep overnight there... morning comes... well, 4am arrives... adjust insulin... back to semi-sleep (my favored state of being if I could only favor it)... wake up... get IVs put in...wander blearily around... get back to room..
Nurse checks blood sugar, too low to start the tests... wait a half-hour, too low...wait, too low... wait, too low... ummmmmm, what? Doctors come in, consult, leave... nurse checks every half-hour... read... vegetate... finally, last one... too low... hmmmm
"Well we really don't know what is going on, so we will reschedule it all for tomorrow, put off another test... But we really are quite surprised."
Talk on insulin taken, types, when... done everything right, the longest lasting left my system hours ago... blood drawn earlier for standard tests...
So here I am, about as bleary as normal... new room... ordered my meal... waiting... starved, to say the least...
Just WTF is going on?
No idea. Everyone is stumped.
What is even more fun than being in a research hospital waiting for tests to be run? Why being stuck in a hospital, badly sleep deprived and *not* having any tests run because your body is doing what it should but CAN'T do.
Medical research, both more and less than you expect it to be.
06 February 2006
Fun in the hospital!
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