Ok, so ending up in the ER to start my second week after chemo was NOT my plan. I especially didn't plan on going there for a measly headache! Alas... this was no ordinary headache. You see, I am no stranger to headaches. I've had them in all shapes and forms for years and years, ever since I was a teenager and hormones started doing crazy things to my body. Unfortunately, it seems chemo has found a way to trump even those headaches. After fighting with this pain off and on for three days, I ended up asking hubby to call the doctor last night. Of course I have to decide this after 5pm on a Friday. <sigh> The on call doctor suggested I go to the ER for a migraine shot. If only. By the time I arrived at the ER I was in tears it hurt so bad. (Before that, really, but if I'm crying in my bedroom I don't care). We had to wait almost an hour before getting to a room, and then they informed me that since this was the worst headache I've ever had (WHY did I admit that?!??!!) they needed to do a CT scan before giving me anything. Luckily we didn't wait too long for that, and after I was snug and comfy back on the hospital cot, the lovely nurse came and injected something in my IV. Bliss. I was immediately sleepy and NOT crying anymore. Do I know how to show a guy a good time on a Friday night or what?
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