update

[low_delta]

She says the stress test is on a treadmill, so now I don't know why she'd have to fast.

They were thinking of sending her home with the option to schedule the stress test for a later date. They got her up to walk around the area and she said she felt a little bit unsteady. So they're going to give her food, and they're going to keep her overnight and do the stress test tomorrow. Note that the only food she's had in 24 hours was a little bit of supper, and she's been lying in bed since 8:00 last night.

Now I'm pissed. If the test was an option for a later date... and they're not giving her medication right now... and she's only feeling a little faint... why are they keeping her another whole day?

I bet if she didn't have insurance, they wouldn't even have considered keeping her. This is why insurance rates keep going up.

Comments

[rivendweller.livejournal.com]

Hum, I don't know why they do that. I've had both kinds of stress tests, and I think I had to fast for both of them, but I can't remember for sure. Sometimes communication wires get crossed in hospitals.

Are you at work today, or are you at the hospital? Did you get any sleep last night? I worry about both of you. *hugs and loves*

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. I'm leaving work now to go down there. Thanks!

[joei.livejournal.com]

I can't believe they made her go so long without food just to tell her she could get a treadmill stress test another day. That just seems senseless.

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

The doctor didn't even come in until noon or so.

[roadskoller.livejournal.com]

When I was in the hospital with no health insurance, they couldn't get rid of me fast enough.
I'd had a stomach incision and they didn't even take me out to the street with a wheelchair. That was one of the longest most painful walks I've ever taken.

I'm glad you two have health insurance though. That's a whole lot less to worry about.

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

The nurse actually had to walk Cyn to the door, and watch her to make sure she was okay. Company policy.

It was funny too, because the nurse stopped just inside the doors, to make sure Cyn was in good shape. And she asked her if she was okay to get in the revolving door. But the door was one of those huge, continually rotating, three-sided, plexiglass monstrosities. And it was stopped at the time, so Cyn didn't recognize it. It probably looked like the transporter room or something.

[roadskoller.livejournal.com]

*L* Those scare me. I always feel like I'm going to be trapped.

[halfmoon-mollie.livejournal.com]

Bureaucracy...

I'm glad to know she's being taken care of - even though it sounds like they are starving her.

How are YOU doing, Kevin?

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

It's more stress than usual, but I'm doing okay. Thanks.

[aellia.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry to hear about all this.
Please give her all my love and tell her I'm thinking of her

[serendipity.livejournal.com]

Thanks so much for the update. My heart is with you both. Love, S

[lacachet.livejournal.com]

Just got on-line and saw the news about Cyn---sounds like she is doing somewhat better. So, so glad to hear that!
And, PS, don't get me started about the insurance industry *Laugh*

[low-delta.livejournal.com]

I'm not thrilled about the health industry in general.

[mummm.livejournal.com]

I just want them to find out what is wrong and make it better!
Maybe the fasting was for something else?
I know that insurance stinks... I hate insurance nonsense.

[emschin.livejournal.com]

I agree that often 'insurance stinks' but 'no insurance' stinks even worse!

[mummm.livejournal.com]

Oh I know... but with us it's usually "You haven't met your deductible." or "Not covered under your plan." or "Patient must co-pay."

We usually end up with nada help.

[ravengirl.livejournal.com]

You've both been on my mind.

I was once admitted to the hospital in severe pain. I know they didn't let me have food or water because it might alter my pain somehow and they wanted to see me as I had come in, but because of emergencies all day in the ER, I was low priority. Eventually, they gave me drugs-- I kept saying that I needed to eat something but, no. Of course, the drugs made me too wacked out to drive and I was told to stay the night because I was so out of it. I was too out of it to realize that it was the drugs! *snort*

Sheesh. Insurance issues work in many different ways.
*love*