Yesterday we suppose to go to Dartmouth Hospital in Lebanon New Hampshire to see our doctor but we woke up late, so we had to rescheduled it for another time.
Craig was complaining about his back bothering him and the pain was getting worse. We went to Gifford hospital in Randolph into the Emergency Room. They took xrays and there weren't any broken bones, which was a good sign. Not really sure why he is still feeling pain in his back along his tailbone and hip.
I really hate hospitals as they make me sad and seeing Craig being laid up I bed was depressing me and it was giving me flashbacks when I nearly lost him a couple of times when he went into kidney failure twice a couple of years ago. I was brave enough not to cry which I normally do because I am very sensitive that way.
We waited for 3 hours for the doctor to say that there wasn't anything on the xrays that showed up. He then said that he would be right back and give him a second to do something. A half an hour passed and we just had it. We were so pissed off because he left us with no choice but to leave the ER because he never came back. But he caught us on time and gave Craig a prescription of Tramadol to help him with his pain, which is a good thing.
