Again, Eve got no sleep that night. Four nights in a row. The
convulsions were happening less and less frequent, now, at two or maybe
three hour intervals. This WOULD have given her enough time to possibly
fall asleep between, but EVERY TIME she would just be relaxed enough to
fall asleep, a nurse would come in and wake her up! For the doctors who
come to the hospital in the morning, the blood tests had to be done
through the night so that the reports were there when the doctors came
in. That meant that throughout the night, the nurses would keep her
awake drawing blood. And during the day, the doctors would keep her
awake with their questions and more tests! Patients be damned, it had to
be this way, otherwise it would be...inconvenient.
The ultrasound of the previous day didn't give very detailed information
to the doctors, however. So today was scheduled a CAT scan.
Now it should be noted that every day we were there, we were begging the
doctor for permission to go home. And every day the doctor would say
that he needed to do one more test, because they still weren't absolutely
positive as to what her condition was. Even though she was continually
feeling better, and her white count was now returning to normal,
indicating the infection was under control, they still had to do every
test possible. Absolutely necessary! Patient be damned! If they missed
ANYTHING, they could get sued! This caused us to hope every day for
escape, always with those hopes dashed at the end.
So off to the basement again for the CAT scan.
Once again, I was not allowed in the room with Eve during the scan. When
asked whether I wanted to go to a waiting room down the hall, I flat
refused and just stood by the door listening in. What I heard was the
normal stuff. The technician telling Eve calmly that the injection that
he was going to give her WOULD NOT HURT. And then Eve screaming in
intense pain as the injection is given to her. What I couldn't see or
hear, but what could only be described by Eve afterwards, was the look of
utter contempt the technicians threw at Eve for daring to complain. How
dare she try to make them care about the patients that they were
treating! Was she trying to make them humans instead of monsters??!!!
When Eve left the CAT Scan room, she was deathly quiet. She never even
looked at me until we were back in her room again. Her spirit had been
utterly shattered. She felt so much pain, and she was being hated for it
by so many people. I held her a long time, laying in bed with her as she
cried. I feared that this was against the rules, and probably is, but the
only nurse to come in during this time didn't say anything as she changed
the IV bottle.