KTMom91
Well-Known Member
...at 3:30 Sunday morning. The place was packed. I got to triage about 6 am. Got into a room about 11 am. After all the tests, including blood, urine, a CAT scan, an ultrasound, and lots of poking at me, the doctor decided I had gallstones and would need my gallbladder removed. I got home about 9 last night.
I'm supposed to follow up with my doctor for a referral to a surgeon. They offered to let me talk to the surgeon on call, but I was so ready to go home, and I was afraid if I agreed to talk, they'd slice me open right then. Plus, we've only had insurance a few months, and I don't want to do something that we'll end up paying for because I didn't follow the correct procedure.
Thank you for the good advice, and thinking of me yesterday!
I'm supposed to follow up with my doctor for a referral to a surgeon. They offered to let me talk to the surgeon on call, but I was so ready to go home, and I was afraid if I agreed to talk, they'd slice me open right then. Plus, we've only had insurance a few months, and I don't want to do something that we'll end up paying for because I didn't follow the correct procedure.
Thank you for the good advice, and thinking of me yesterday!