T.I.R.E.D.

I just came from the hospital. Me and San (my sis who's taking up nursing) decided to come home and give our other sisters a chance to take care of mom for a while. we could use some sleep. a cumulative 5 hours of sleep after 2 days is probably not good for me. (pero heto ako, nag-bblog.)

we had to drag mom to the hosp. yesterday after she lost consciousness in the bathroom and hit her head while trying to vomit. ayaw pa nya nung una... after she puked in bed and lost consciousness 2 more times, well she was in no condition to argue. maybe food poisoning. *sigh* too exhausted to think of other possible differentials. thank God my twin was home and didnt have work that night. shet lang, I cant carry my mom... she can... kinda.

I found out a couple of things:

>>When I'm exhausted. my brain generates answers w/o my conscious permission.<<

We all know the drill, patient Hx, etc etc. but we're usually doing the asking. My mouth forms the right answers while I'm trying to restrain my brain from making "wise guy" quips:

Smoker? Drinker?
(Hinde, teacher.) "Hindi po, walang bisyo."

May Hx ba sa family ng HTN, DM, high blood?
(tb, heart probs, neuro... hoy, day, kulang ka pa...) "Wala pong DM, HTN po father's side nya, tpos may Hx ng heart probs lahat ng bros nya."

>>When you're known as a med/nursing student, people expect that you know as much as a licensed practitioner.<<

aunt: Nagsusuka nanay mo? bakit hindi mo binigyan ng First Aid?? wala bang gamot na pwedeng ibigay para di na magsuka? isang doktor tapos isang nurse... (disappointment in her voice)"

Tinginan lng kami ni San.

(first aid?! ng unconscious patient? duh, tilt head to the side pra di ma-aspirate ang vomit.. we already did that. ano pa ba gagawin namin?! elevate legs? nge. tpos ng-vvomit? gamot... hellooo?! nagsusuka nga eh! how the hell is she supposed to keep down oral meds?! huh?!? huh?! want us to choke-feed our unconscious mom oral meds?!? argh.)

!@#$%^&*?!@#$%^&*!?!

pagod na ko after an exhausting night of calling dad, relatives, etc para mdala sa hosp nanay ko. mad rush to the e.r., arranging for a room, staying awake just in case she pukes again, etc etc. sansan's now behind me collapsed on her bed- dead to the world.

I needed to vent. (haay Mats, i needed to call you... was going to... kya lang may work ka the next day... and my ranting can wait. it wasnt serious, just typical pissed off ranting.)

haaay.

and to top everything off, I LOOK and FEEL like CRAP.

PORK - BUN !!!!

---kzs---

p.s.
my dad took us to the hosp... stayed 30 mins, then left. (to eat daw pero di na bumalik) we understand. he hates hospitals/blood/docs/sickness. and he cant function in a crisis without mom. but still... i cant help wishing he took control instead of looking lost and making us take charge. shit. he did call though, around 2am to check up on us. we do understand, but i guess i'm still royally pissed.