Nov
04
2008

An Unexpected Evening…

Have you missed me?  Did you wonder where I was?

Well, Mark had a little problem with a pressure sore.  It is an unfortunate fact of life that folks who suffer from spinal cord injuries, or are otherwise laid up for a time without moving about,  often find themselves in the grips of these insidious monsters. What starts as a seemingly tiny problem can magnify itself in a matter of hours.

Such was the case yesterday.  Mark has a sore that we were “doctoring” for the past couple of weeks.  I used an antibiotic ointment on it from the doctor, and for all intents and purposes, it looked as though we had the thing beaten.  Until yesterday afternoon…

That blasphemous sore suddenly grew and looked so irritated,  I felt alarmed, and even threatened! We called the doctor late in the afternoon.  Mark spoke to her, and she said she could see him this morning.  When  I got on the phone,  I explained how this sore had increased both in size and intensity.  The doctor advised us to go to the emergency room.

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The last time Mark was in the ER was about seven years ago. We were certainly impressed by the new addition to the hospital….it is big and beautiful and well, very impressive.

We went inside and were met by a staff overworked and lacking facilities! We were told the wait to be seen would be “several hours”.   Mark was concerned about sitting on the sore after about an hour.   A nurse he spoke to went out and came back with a gurney so he could lie on his stomach.  He was placed in a corner out of the way, and we sat and waited.

So many people came through the doors! There were people with all sorts of ailments and complaints. An elderly man arrived with relatives who were disturbed that the man had to sit and wait for hours.  A child was brought in by a concerned mother  when the child had blood in her urine.  Another child complained of a sore throat and headache.  Another man was wheeled in by a friend….he had trouble speaking, but told the nurse his body was falling apart on him. The list went on and on….and it became clear to me that I certainly could never exist in the world of nursing!!!!

Mark saw me getting restless and told me perhaps I should grab a bite to eat.  The kids had already eaten in the hospital cafeteria, so I decided to take a short trip to  Wendy’s for a hamburger. The moon….the stars….the fresh air were all so welcome and revitalizing!

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Shortly after I got back to Mark,  he was wheeled into an examination room.  He was seen by a Physician’s  Assistant who was sharp, authoritative,  and very reassuring.  After she said the wound was superficial, I expressed that I felt foolish for insisting he be seen. She quickly responded it was good he was seen as he needed an antibiotic to begin the healing from the inside out.  She also said that skin can break down very quickly and it is better safe than sorry.

The entire exam lasted only about fifteen minutes, then we were off to be discharged.  As soon as Mark gave his name to the girl, she told him he was set to go! It was nearly instantaneous!  It was about eight at that time and  we went and picked up Mark’s prescription at Wal Mart.  Mark stopped and got some dinner, then we headed home.

Mark and I found the whole thing rather ironic….We had planned to spend the evening watching the Buffalo Sabres play hockey.  The Sabres team is owned by Rochester billionaire, Tom Golisano.  Little did we expect to spend several hours in the emergency room bearing Mr. Golisano’s name!

Written by Katya in: Family,photography,tales of woe |

4 Comments »

  • I have been to the new Emergency Room when I had double pneumonia last year. The good news was that I didn’t have to wait at all. When you have any kind of breathing problem (asthma), they take you immediately! I believe they are afraid of lawsuits. Not only was I hooked up to a breathing machine, I was also hooked up to an EKG….she said as a precaution they always have to check for heart attack if one is experiencing chest pain. I’m so glad to hear that Mark’s sore is superficial and he is now on antibiotics. The one thing I do have to say is that Emergency Room is beautiful and state of the art, isn’t it?? But they sure are overworked! I do not have what it takes to work as a nurse either!!

    Comment | November 4, 2008
  • Madeline

    What a scary time for all of you, and poor Mark, having to wait so long to be seen. I’m glad to hear that they could send him home with meds., and with such good care. Hope he’s soon healed, and able to get out to enjoy the woods again before the snow falls.

    Much as I fear all things medical, I must admit that I’m very thankful for Golisano and his contributions to that hospital. Jeanne is certainly right about prompt attention when one has a breathing problem. Jeff, too, was seen ASAP when he went to that ER with breathing issues last winter.

    Comment | November 4, 2008
  • You definitely did the right thing there. I used to work as a nurse (not in the ER, not my cup of tea at all!), and have seen some huge huge pressure sores you’d have to see to believe. They are insidious and dangerous, and you’re right they need to be acted upon while they’re still small. Thank God he has you to look out for him.

    Comment | November 5, 2008
  • Frances

    I’m so glad that it was minor and Mark is lucky to have you as his advocate. When I was a child I wanted to be a doctor. I am still very interested in medical things. When Bob was sick I checked him for pressure sores, they can be very nasty to deal with. It is so much better to deal with them when they are small.

    My sister works for the company that Golisano owns. I am going to be in Newark, NY in a few weeks. Is that near you?

    Comment | November 5, 2008

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