Must be calm.

I have a stress headache.

We took Adam to emergency at North York General. It was highly unpleasant.

I don’t know if I mentioned this at any point, but about 3 weeks or so ago Adam got a frisbee in the groin. We all laughed because hey, a frisbee in the groin is pretty funny. Within the next couple of days, however, he did a lot of biking, like he usually does. Unfortunately that exacerbated a minor bruising, which turned into a whole lot of pain and discomfort for Adam.

He went to see a couple of doctors but never really got an answer on what to do about it. It’s been over three weeks now, and the pain had changed and migrated and just generally made him completely stressed out and upset. On top of the stress of moving and getting ready for the canoe trip and preparing to leave the city of Toronto, he was just starting to get really upset by everything. Tonight we went out to meet Adam’s mom and have dinner with her & his brothers. We got up to where we were meeting them, and then we ended up driving to the hospital’s emergency.

Adam went in to some random place in the hospital without the rest of us, and we all sat around. An hour goes by and we don’t know anything that’s going on. I got up and started wandering around because I was starting to get pretty worried. I also hadn’t eaten anything but a sandwich at around 1:30 in the afternoon, and it was now 8pm, so I was getting really moody and angry at nothing in particular. Then
Adam’s mom got up. I turned around, and when I turned back she had disappeared. She was gone for about half an hour or so. During that entire time, I was getting more angry, more upset, and thinking up all sorts of terrible things that could be going on that I didn’t know about, and she hadn’t come back to tell any of the rest of us what was going on. Or even where she had disappeared to. I was not impressed.

At some point Shawn finally talked to the triage nurse, who told me I could use the phone on the wall to call in and they’d let me in to see him if the other visitor with him left. They let me in, and as I was going in his mom was coming back out through the door. I’m not sure what I said, but I know I was filled with rage and nearly in tears. Again, not impressed. I do not like being in the dark about things that are important to me.

I found Adam’s waiting room, where he had basically just been waiting around for the whole time we were waiting in the lobby area. I think I sort of flipped out a bit on him, just because I was so completely stressed and upset and filled with rage.

While I was sitting with Adam, his doctor arrived. He was quite nice, actually. He checked Adam out thoroughly and told him that he’s got internal bruising from being hit in the groin and then biking hard afterwards, but nothing more serious than that. It was a relief to hear, because Adam’s had two hernias repaired in his life and was flipping out about having to go back in for that surgery again. It didn’t seem likely to me, what with the fact that they had repaired both hernias and people generally don’t get them again, since that’s what the repair does and all.

So anyway, he’s fine, albeit bruised up. And he’s not allowed to go on the Canoe trip. He’s pretty upset by that part, but the fact that if he goes he’d probably regret it for six months is enough to make him stay. I’m still going, though. That will be very very strange. It will probably take him 2-3 months to heal up totally from the bruising. Lesson here: don’t go biking when you get hit in the nuts with a blunt object.

We ate after we left the hospital, and I’m not having a fun hypoglycemic fit anymore, but my head is killing me and I’m still feeling all stressed out. We’re driving up north tomorrow still. I think Adam’s mother thinks I hate her (again…) I’m not really sure why that happens, but it seems to happen far too often. If I get moody and annoyed, she takes it personally and decides I must hate her. Blah. I don’t hate her, I just don’t play well with others. Nor do I like being in stressful situations with others.

1 Comment

  • drtrauma

    August 16, 2004 at 6:58 am

    Hugs

    Glad everything is okay with Adam, but I know exactly what you mean about not knowing what’s going on.