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I was given a root canal, and it turns out it was a really shitty job. Within a week, I had an abcessed tooth and was taken to the ER to have it popped and drained.
It also turns out, that the drainage job wasn't done properly, and this anaerobic bacteria decided to start migrating up my nasal cavities.
I thought this brown spot on my face was a bruise, but within the next few days, this 'bruise' continued to migrate up my face until it was just above my nose, but below my eyes.
While talking to my Anatomy instructor, he said, "Oh, that's no bruise. That's a bacterial infection under your skin."
I pointed to it and asked him if it could possibly go to my brain, and he responded, "I sure hope not!"
After class, we had our lab downstairs. It involved tons of dissected sheep hearts on the tables because we were learning to identify the inside parts of the heart. None of that really bothered me, but my whole face turned pale, I began to sweat profusely, and I became so weak I couldn't walk.
Luckily, I had many friends in that class who walked me out to the front of the college and had me get into my boyfriends car (he was in my lab, too). I was driven to the ER.
Once in Triage, I explained to the nurses that I had an anaerobic bacterial infection traveling up my nasal cavities, and if it reaches my eyes and goes into my brain, it will kill me instantly.
It was a busy day in the ER, and they had no rooms available, but they stuck me in a room with a chair and immediately hooked me up to an IV with their strongest antibiotics until a room became available.
The pain was so intense that I was cringing and sweating in pain. I thought I was going to die, and I was readily accepting and awaiting my death.
Then, they got me into a room in the children's hospital (better than nothing!) And they got me placed into a room, and proceeded to give me IV after IV of antibiotics for three days straight. Finally, the 'bruise' was fading, and I was feeling back to normal.
Then, I had all my college books out and proceeded to study immensely for my lab practical I missed. I had tons of nurses and great resources for studying since I was in a hospital too.
I also rejected any kind of pain killer that would make me unable to focus so I could remain coherent and study. A lot of the lead nurses came in and shared their stories in college with me. I would frequently ask the nurses about their schooling experiences too. (I'm in college to become a nurse)
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[–] Flaaffy 0 points 1 point 1 point (+1|-0) ago
I was given a root canal, and it turns out it was a really shitty job. Within a week, I had an abcessed tooth and was taken to the ER to have it popped and drained.
It also turns out, that the drainage job wasn't done properly, and this anaerobic bacteria decided to start migrating up my nasal cavities.
I thought this brown spot on my face was a bruise, but within the next few days, this 'bruise' continued to migrate up my face until it was just above my nose, but below my eyes.
While talking to my Anatomy instructor, he said, "Oh, that's no bruise. That's a bacterial infection under your skin."
I pointed to it and asked him if it could possibly go to my brain, and he responded, "I sure hope not!"
After class, we had our lab downstairs. It involved tons of dissected sheep hearts on the tables because we were learning to identify the inside parts of the heart. None of that really bothered me, but my whole face turned pale, I began to sweat profusely, and I became so weak I couldn't walk.
Luckily, I had many friends in that class who walked me out to the front of the college and had me get into my boyfriends car (he was in my lab, too). I was driven to the ER.
Once in Triage, I explained to the nurses that I had an anaerobic bacterial infection traveling up my nasal cavities, and if it reaches my eyes and goes into my brain, it will kill me instantly.
It was a busy day in the ER, and they had no rooms available, but they stuck me in a room with a chair and immediately hooked me up to an IV with their strongest antibiotics until a room became available.
The pain was so intense that I was cringing and sweating in pain. I thought I was going to die, and I was readily accepting and awaiting my death.
Then, they got me into a room in the children's hospital (better than nothing!) And they got me placed into a room, and proceeded to give me IV after IV of antibiotics for three days straight. Finally, the 'bruise' was fading, and I was feeling back to normal.
Then, I had all my college books out and proceeded to study immensely for my lab practical I missed. I had tons of nurses and great resources for studying since I was in a hospital too.
I also rejected any kind of pain killer that would make me unable to focus so I could remain coherent and study. A lot of the lead nurses came in and shared their stories in college with me. I would frequently ask the nurses about their schooling experiences too. (I'm in college to become a nurse)