Confinement Day2
I was once again cruelly awoken at 3am by the vampires (thee people that draw your blood). If this wasn't irritating enough, the vampire missed the first vein and then on the second try, he took ten minutes trying to wiggle the needle around in my arm and still couldn't hit the vein. He finally gave up and said he would never try to stick someone more than twice (but he had no problem digging in my arm with a needle) and that another vampire would come back later. Had I realize that by later, he meant in a half hour, I would have stayed awake for thirty minutes.By 8am it was starting to feel like Ground Hog's day. The nurse woke me up to get my vitals half an hour before my scheduled medications, someone in a hazmat suit brought me something that resembled food, and medications were once again changed by a doctor that had yet to meet me.
After "breakfast" someone wearing a mask and gown, claiming to be my doctor came in to talk to me. She tried to explain that all of my symptoms fit the TB description and they had to be cautious. I reminded her that I had also recently had half a lung removed, and those symptoms were very common during that type of healing process. I was told that there were other symptoms as well, but she couldn't name one that had been discovered before isolation began. She then tried to explain to me that I was very high risk for TB. She claimed that my "chemo-therapy" compromised my immune system. I tried explaining to her that I was not on traditional chemo and the drug had no impact on my immune system. She then told me that I had no idea what I was talking about and that all cancer drugs left you susceptible to illness. She didn't bother to call Oncology to verify this.
Now for some reason this hospital never installed WiFi. No, I'm serious, they really don't have WiFi. This is a problem for me since I am currently enrolled in two online courses and have no way to get any of my work in on time. I can access the classroom through my phone, however, I am unable to upload documents. And even if I could, trying to edit a 16 page paper via a smart phone, is not exactly going to be a productive task. I finally convince someone to get me a compute. Problem, I can't login. I have to have either a doctor of nurse log me in under their name. Which now that I think about that, may not have been the most secure thing to do. I managed to get most of my work turned in and contacted the members of my group so that I could get someone else to turn in the group project. It was a good thing that I did it then, because a few moments later one of the nurses needed the computer to be able to scan patient bracelets and disperse medications. I was told that they would bring the computer back in about an hour. They did not.
Later that evening my husband went out to ask them about the computer They told him that they had found that whoever logged me in would be unable to log into another computer and get their work done, so I would not be able to use the computer anymore. This is a perfectly acceptable reason for not letting me have access to the computer, but one would think that they would have enough common sense to let me know this, so that way I could make other arrangements or ask for an extension.
I emailed my instructors and informed them of the situation. I let them know that once again I could only access the classroom from my phone. In the meantime, my husband was out trying to find a WiFi hotspot so he could get my assignment in, just in case the instructors didn't want to grant me an extension. While looking for WiFi, he found a cell phone store and was able to purchase an $80 flash drive that would get me 3G access on my laptop. Then he had to pay another $50 for air time. I certainly wasn't expecting to pay $130 for internet access; but, crisis averted, and it's tax-deductible. I was so glad when the night shift finally came on. The nice nurse was back and hopefully it would only be one more day in isolation.
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