At 11:30 last night, after his third bout of vomiting in a month, we packed J into the car and hauled him off to the emergency room. His blood pressure was 88 over 50, he was a weird shade of gray and he was cold...despite the long johns, pajama bottoms, jeans, three shirts, a sweater, a fleece, a down jacket and a fleece face mask. The E.R. staff was fairly nice but the physician's assistant and one of nurses were so rude and condescending that I wanted to throttle them. When the nurse suggested that J follow up with a doctor and he said, "Well, I don't have insurance so I don't have a doctor," her response was, "well, it cost you $350 to come here (add condescending tone)." What a b!tch! Guess what, lady? Some people are poor and can't afford insurance. And sometimes, they're not poor enough to qualify for Welfare. What are they supposed to do, just sit at home while their blood pressure drops and they vomit up all the life-sustaining fluids in their body? Stop acting like a lack of insurance is a choice, b!tch.
They gave J an I.V. drip of Sodium Chloride mixed with Promethyzene (for the nausea and dehydration) and ran some blood tests and a urine test. They concluded that nothing is wrong and that he's sick, which, of course, we knew already (the sick part). He's had the nausea, upset stomach and sinus-y symptoms for almost two months. The vomiting happens every week and a half or so. He's taken 2 courses of antibiotics and a bunch of OTC drugs, so the doctor thought that maybe the antibiotics had exacerbated his condition. But they don't know.
And that's how where we were left. J doesn't have any answers and he's upset. He feels like he's not going to get better and I don't blame him. Sometimes an answer, even if it's not something you want to hear, is better than no answer at all. I hope that the discontinuation of his antibiotics will help and that he'll feel better within the week. He said he wants a gold star if he makes it through the semester with good grades. I'm giving him one right now.