The procedure taken at my last emergency room visit took many steps. The evening began by entering in to an overly crowded waiting area. Every chair that lined the walls was filled with a warm body, many of whom where hacking, coughing, sneezing and such. I approached the registration window and was greeted by a kind intake worker who proceeded to evaluate my situation. He then sent me around the corner to have my vitals taken and registration paper work signed. A nurse then took me for preliminary testing. An EKG was administered, as well as blood work for labs; a series of x-rays were administered as well. Following these procedures I was then led down a long corridor, and toward a curtained off exam room. The blue and green stripes of the curtain perfectly matched the scrubs of the nurse who entered to administer some intra vinous fluids.
She had a good sense of humor and great bed side manor. Finally the doctor arrived, a short chubby balding man with a very serene demeanor. He informed me that my sugar levels were extremely elevated. A higher than usual dose of insulin was given to me initially; and the remainder of my medication was dispensed through an electronic pumping system that dispersed a set amount at eight minute intervals. The medication began making me feel better; however, it took approximately six hours to receive it all. By the end of the evening I was in much better spirits, my blood sugar levels were somewhat stable, and I was released to go home. The visit to the emergency room ended well although, I was there for several hours, and had to endure multiple procedures.