Yesterday morning, Boo’s blood pressure began steadily climbing. Given the road conditions, I didn’t feel comfortable waiting at home to see if it would come down with small medication changes. So, we made a trip to our local ER. I expected, and prepared for, a several hour visit to the ER until his BP was lowered. Boo’s body proved uncooperative and while his BP did begin coming down, its downward progress was SLOW. The ER and family doctors recommended that he be admitted---not because he was critical, but because of his history. Because he seemed stable, we elected to stay at our local hospital instead of being transferred to a larger hospital in a neighboring town. ( Of course, he’ll be transferred elsewhere if his condition worsens.)
Boo has never been admitted as a medical patient to this hospital. He has had extremely positive experiences in the ER and the physical therapy departments. Had I realized just how small the hospital was, I’d have wanted him transferred, no questions asked. And he would have missed the very best care he’s ever received in a hospital! Guess I need to rethink some of my preconceived notions…He was one of 19 adult patients and they were busier than usual. His RN was awesome. She not only took the most thorough medical history anyone has yet, she also took the time to talk to him and had the time to wait for him to talk to her. In the hospital Boo takes much longer than usual to communicate. I guess we’ll see how this goes…
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