Emergency Room Causes Low Blood Pressure

This post is old, so what you see here may not reflect my current opinion and mindset, certain information may be outdated, and links may be broken.

Here’s a list of unexpected events I’ve been subjected to today:

  • My pillow scratched me. More specifically, the zipper on my pillow did. My arm is a victim of a six-inch “gash”.
  • I tripped over a bunch of preschoolers and crash landed on my right knee.
  • Tired from my morning events, I took a 45-minute nap in the staff lounge.
  • My supervisors nearly had me expedited to the emergency room to have my knee checked up.
  • I fought a long hard battle on unlocking the X-ray room locker’s padlock and a equally long battle to open the sodding locker.
  • The sphygmomanometer in the ER hated me and gave me a low blood pressure reading — to which the nurses asked if I felt light-headed. I retorted with “I’m tired!” And really, why wouldn’t I be?! I was subjected to wait what felt like an eternity. Who else wouldn’t feel light-headed?
  • My final diagnosis was a contusion, and it took three stinking hours to come to that conclusion.
  • Even though the paper said to stay off my knee for 48-hours, I shall only take tomorrow off as I originally intended to do without the frustrating ER visit.

Needless to say, I do not want to repeat this day at all. I’m sure anybody reading this will think I’m a clumsy fool, or maybe they will think of me as someone who just have bad luck. Whichever is the case, I was not a happy camper today. After I injured myself, I told one of the supervisors what happened. She told me to let her know when it started hurting. Well, it started to act up, so I told her and tried to tell her that I could finish my work-day and just take one day off to stay off of it. Before I could even say that, I was thrown a bunch of paperwork to fill out and was told to go to the ER (ironically enough, I have no car, so I don’t know how they expected me to go there). Luckily, Daddy picked me up, and I went there.

. . . The last time I was there, it was because I had a really bad case of tonsillitis. This time it’s for a contusion — a simple diagnosis I could have come up with (except I’d call it a “banged up knee”.), and my supervisors did all this to cover themselves since this was a work-related injury. Not that I’m complaining, no. I just hope my employers cover the unexpected medical bill, and next time if I ever do seriously get injured, at least I know my employers care. XD But honestly? This was a long afternoon that I do not care to repeat. No thank you. I will not give out any gracias for this!

Comments

  1. Caity on

    Oh my goodness! I am glad that you are okay. I hate going to the emergency room too. I have to wait for an eternity for something I already knew. Haha. Enjoy your day off!

  2. Felisa on

    CLEARLY you’re pillow needs more loving… why else would it try to kill you in your sleep??

    Anyway, I hope you’re doing lots better now!

  3. Oh little kids, their short heights can be dangerous. On the bright side, at least it wasn’t anything serious!

    I feel like the pillow scratching thing happens to me often, haha. I wake up without knowing how I got certain cuts on myself.

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