Yup,happens all the time,Dotsie.Take it from me. Sometimes you also get what is known as the big parcel,when they muck up your family first and THEN walks away.
Catch-up,Sounds like you've been having a Bad time.Hugs and keep on.That story of your friend sounds awsome.Poor thing.Maybe she needs a morning off and a big cup of coffee.
Tina,you are so brave,poor poor dear,going through all that pain.It seems doctors have a thing about kidneys though.Maybe the lessons about kidneys are mostly on monday mornings.
When I was pregnant with my eldest,I was still rather petite,so there wasn't much room for baby to grow into,so he squashed one of my kidneys,damming it up,so to say.I was in bad pain,and,being only 21,and it being my first pregnancy,awfully scared.I went to my doctor first,who sent me to ER,who let me wait 4 hours..I hadn't had anything that day and was feeling rather woozy.Then finally they put me on a gurney (probably to stop me from keeling over and being a mess in the waiting room)and let me wait another three hours,after which I was near passing out from pain,when they finally gave me Tramal i.v.
I think they wanted to knock me out,I was crying all the time, I thought I was going to lose Baby.They put me in a room and left me there for two days on drugs.I can still remember the colors!
Then I woke up between changing needles and told them I didn't want any more drugs,it must be bad for baby,and demanded to see a doctor to tell me what was the matter with me and how the baby was doing.It took another day for a god in white to see me,in which time I was peeing blood and no,didn't get any pain killers any more.Well,that was what I'd said to them,right?Then they transferred me to another gurney (not very carefully) without more than basically telling me what they were going to do,and took me to an Op-ward,let me wait for another two hours before unceremoniously jamming a tube up my kidney via,erm,the bottom entrance without any,let me repeat this,any pain killers or any drugs at all.Then they told me to get up from the gurney by myself and go to the toilet.
They did a scan then,to see if the tube had arrived where it should,and only when I insisted,did a scan on baby too.
Then I got antibiotics to clear up the inflammation and only half a day later was finally allowed to eat and drink something.
So I do know sort of what pain and Angst you must have been through.
Big hugs,and hope you feel better soon!You kick those idiots asses good and proper,and give them one from me for good measure.
It´s still magic even if you know how it´s done.