© Mel’s Customised Candles Melbourne, Australia, 2021
Disclaimer: As usual, what is written below is my own personal opinion, and may vary from yours. It doesn’t mean to say that either is correct or incorrect, that’s what makes us all Humans.
Back Story to what I think happened:
Thursday November 25th, 2021, I finally was able to commence a house clean, which the cleans had either been cancelled by the customer or Melbourne Lockdowns.
I had 2 hours to complete the clean.
I was racing around trying to get it done.
My feelings are: I was kneeling on the bathroom floor scrubbing the bath. I was leaning in resting my body so I could scrub the other side.
After the clean, I was ok.
On the Saturday, however, I started feeling pain in my upper left chest area.
At the time, I thought it was heart trouble, again.
However, I realised the pain was more in the middle near the ribs.
Gradually it got worse, until Tuesday November 30th, 2021, I relented and called an Ambulance.
I was surprised to see a MICA crew arrive.
MICA stands for:
These are highly trained Paramedics, here in Victoria, Australia.
I was advised, they were closest and dispatched to assist me and wait until a regular crew arrived.
I felt embarrassed about this, as both sat on the nature strip of the main road near my home.
Tests were conducted on my heart and breathing and it was determined, my heart and lungs seem ok.
The most logical scenario was a Broken, Fractured or Cracked Rib, but only an X-Ray would tell.
I agreed to be transported to Hospital 🏥🏥🏥🏥🏥🏥🏥🏥
FYI: Due to the fact, it is a 1 hour walk, just to get to my local Public Transport Services, I felt it was better I called an Ambulance, the female Paramedics agreed. I was closely monitored during the journey.
Upon arrival, there was an issue with the hydraulic stretcher. N.B. I will be including this in a future novel.
Once this issue had been sorted, with no help from any males, I might add, I was wheeled inside and to a designated waiting area.
After a short time, it was decided for me to go and wait in another waiting area.
N.B. As this is still COVID centric, Hospitals have now got colour coded patient waiting areas, I was deemed Green, which I felt meant I was sick, but at the time, could wait.
I loved the tour of the hospital; Where we went, I have no idea, as it was a maze.
Once we arrived, I was assisted from the Ambulance stretcher and walked to a seat in the waiting room.
Both Paramedics and their trainee bade me farewell and wished me luck.
I said, “Thanks” to them and they left.
The waiting room was around 66% full, however we all waited our turns.
Finally, around 10pm, my name was called.
The Dr guided me into a small room and we chatted. It was whilst in the waiting room where I realised where I may have injured myself. I told the Dr this and he agreed it could have been contributing factor.
He decided to order an X-Ray, Blood Tests, and to give me some Pain Killers.
I was sent back to the waiting room, but hardly had the chance to sit down, when a female came in with an empty wheel chair and called my name.
I found out she was the X-Ray Transport Speed Demon.
I loved it.
The X-Rays took around 10 minutes, painfully as I needed to take deep breaths.
Once it was completed, I was transported back to the waiting room.
Several patients had departed, however, replaced with new ones.
After a while, my name was called again, this time, to have some blood taken out, I still don’t know why.
Returned to the waiting room.
Finally, around 1am, my name was called again, and led into another small room, where another Dr spoke to me, advising the Blood Tests were clear, and the X-Rays showed no breaks, fractures or cracks, and I was free to leave the hospital.
I advised him, of not being given any pain medication as suggested, or recommended, by the 1st Dr, and I also had no way of travelling home, as all Public Transport had ceased for the evening.
I also did not have any money to pay for a taxi or ride share. 🚕🚗
He guided me to the reception, who suggested I can wait in the waiting room, as it would be safer.
I did not want to disturb my housemates at that time, as I assumed each would be going to work in the morning, and this was my problem,
My Lesson learnt from this:
My Advice to everyone:
Ensure you always have $50-$100 available in your bank account, in case you are faced with a similar situation.
I never received the Pain Medication, however, around 4am, the waiting room was empty, bar me, and I asked if I could have some please?
However, as I had been officially discharged, the approval had to come from someone else, who approved the medication.
I was asked if I wanted a coffee. My response, “Yes, Please, Thank You, strong.”
Both the medication and coffee were brought to me a short time later.
As neither Triage Nurse was busy, we all chatted away.
I tried to get a bit more sleep, to no avail.
Around 5am, I decided to leave the hospital and have a walk in the cool morning fresh air.
I was assisted out of the hospital, only because of the maze to leave.
Once outside, despite me wearing a short sleeved top, and it officially becoming Summer only 5 hours earlier, it was rather pleasant.
I decided to walk around the grounds and inspected a location which was used as the local hospital exterior for a popular Police Show, filmed in Melbourne, from 1993-2008.
I soon arrived at the Train Station and waited for my bus to my local station, then the arduous 1 hour walk home.
The pain killers were starting to work, but not strong enough.
I could breathe a little deeper.
The 🚍🚍🚍 bus soon arrived and was late, however, only stopped twice to pick up passengers.
Upon arrival, I alighted and walked slowly home.
Once home, I soon fell into bed and slept for around 2 solid hours.
I then wrote this blog.
Anyway, to finish, I want to say this:
Never, Ever Abuse Emergency Services Personnel as they are doing their best, if you are in Australia, I suggest watching Paramedics on Channel 9.
I want to thank every person who assisted me:
Both the MICA and Regular Paramedics, Hospital Staff, including the amazing Cleaners/Janitors, Intake People, Triage Nurses, Doctors, Nurses, X-Ray and Pathology Winners.
You are all doing a superb job and have nothing but the highest praise for you all.
N.B. My Mother Was a Nurse when she met my Father, and I have worked in the Medical Ancillary Field.
Thank You for reading this, Much Appreciated, again, sorry for the length.