Haven't updated this in a while.
So yeah, spent last night in the hospital emergency department because of an asthma attack. I really don't think it was necessary for me to stay overnight, all I needed was a shot of corticosteroids and salbutamol through a nebuliser. I realize that sounds a little complicated maybe, but it's really not. My GP administered that, but insisted I go to the A&E, who insisted I stay the night to continue the same treatment, x-ray my chest, and for observation.
All of which after 24 hours of staring at the walls, led to exactly what I expected, they gave me a script' for some oral steroids and sent me on my way.
You know, I've never really hated hospitals in the way a lot of people do, I find them a relatively comforting place to be, and the staff are mostly friendly and as helpful as possible, but despite them doing the best job they can, you still end up waiting for hours and hours and hours, that's the only part I really don't like.
And I really don't like waiting around staring at walls for 24 hours when I know full well that I don't really need to be there. But, I find it's usually best just to let the medical professionals have their way. Although if they wanted me to stay another night I would've told them where to shove it.
Anyways that's my happy little adventure last night. I'm tired.
A&E last night with asthma attack, fine now, don't hate hospitals but I hate waiting
Listening to: Phantogram
Eating: Antacids (darn hospital foods)