Come Monday morning I started to feel pain, high up in my stomach area. Not enough to take painkillers but noticeable enough. Like a constant dull ache, almost like bruising from a punch to the Sometimes I open my mouth and my mother comes out shirt besides I will buy this stomach. Went to work as normal. As the day progressed the pain intensified and I started to get sharp pains with every breath. At lunchtime I went to the GP (General Practioner) clinic opposite my work and the kind doctor there said he couldn’t say what it was but could be my lungs, pancreas, or something else I can’t remember now. He advised me if I started to experience any trouble breathing or the pain got much more severe that I should go to the emergency room. By 4 pm I was in agony and asked my boss if I could leave early to go to the hospital and was told no. I asked 3 more times over the next hour and finally, she grudgingly relented at 5 pm while muttering under her breath that I was being ridiculous. I called a friend to drive me and every bump in the road was agony. I arrived at the hospital at 6 pm and after initial triage was lucky to see the doctor quickly as the ER was quiet. The doctor did a physical examination and ordered blood tests. I lay on the bed for the next hour waiting until finally, the doctor came back to tell me my blood tests were all normal and they couldn’t find anything wrong with me, that sometimes we just have unexplained abdominal pain and implied a gynecological cause. I burst into tears and asked him to keep looking as I KNEW this was more than that. He said I should go home and that’s when I got angry. I said I would not leave and that they could get security to me out if they wished but I would not voluntarily leave. The doctor walked out in a huff only to return 20 minutes later looking sheepish. He explained that they had tested my blood for a few more ‘rarer’ things and it turned out there WAS something wrong, I had acute pancreatitis. All of a sudden nurses were giving me morphine and I was being admitted, I was nil by mouth for 3–4 days and in hospital for 2 weeks. I have a similar story that happened 5 years later, this time appendicitis. Hence I now have trust issues with doctors.
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