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Bruise

Over the course of the last few months, my fear of needles and getting my blood drawn has lessened significantly (because let’s face it… after the amount of times I’ve had it drawn, I really should be over it by now). Sometimes, I don’t even feel it pinch when they draw the blood — woohoo! I still look the other way though while it’s being drawn — baby steps!

Another positive thing (glass is half full, remember?) about all this blood being drawn is that I feel like I can finally donate blood! I’ve always wanted to, but my fear of it also kept me back. I told my brother a few months back that I wanted to do so and to hold me accountable to it… but of course just when I was ready to do so, I came down with a cold (and you can’t donate blood while you are sick).

What I don’t appreciate is being left with a bruise/bump/I don’t know what it is after having blood drawn, but it’s sure annoying and a gross reminder on my arm. It happened once back in September too. That time, however, it was just grossly bruised and greenish. Of course, it happened yesterday too. This time, however, it’s red and even more gross and bumpy (but not as huge). I contemplated putting up a picture of both of them, but I don’t know if I want to see it on my blog! It took weeks for the first bruise to clear up, so hopefully that doesn’t happen this time!

I wonder if it’s just a case of the nurse not drawing the blood right or if it just happens sometimes or what… because they do this day in and day out. I know some people are prone to bruising easily, but I feel like if that was the case, it would happen to some extent most (if not all) the time.

Why Gender Matters

Some people prefer doctors’ of their own gender for a variety of reasons, but one common reason is that ‘they can relate to the problem’.

To which, I’ve heard the argument (and read online) that if you want to use the argument that you want a doctor that has been through what you have, then be sure to get the orthopedic surgeon with a broken hip, the neurologist with a stroke, and the cardiologist with a heart attack.

Is that a fair argument/assessment?

In most cases, I would say, that I don’t care what gender the doctor is… I just want the one that’s most qualified! But of course, there are instances that you would rather just have the doctor be the same gender as you (especially for females) for your own comfort level in certain situations.

Others, however, argue that that is reverse sexism. I’ve read so many articles lately about how male resident doctors have had such a hard time because they have a double negative against them. A) They are resident doctors and some people don’t want ‘students’ treating them (even though they must run all cases by whoever they are working under) and B) a lot of females want to be treated by females for certain things. I don’t know if that is a fair assessment though and wonder if males prefer male doctors for certain things.

On the other hand, I see (and have heard/read) the other side of the argument — that a doctor is a doctor, so their gender shouldn’t matter and should be taken out of the element… and that doctors of both genders have gone through extensive education and whatnot. I don’t think it’s that simple though — of course there is a human element to it that can’t be taken out the equation so easily.

I certainly don’t think all doctors are equal — but I also don’t think a doctor of a certain gender is better than another.

After reading such articles, I’m so torn! I see the argument from both sides of the argument so well. I guess it’s one of those things that is ‘to each, his own’. What do you think?


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Positive Thoughts

We have no right to ask when sorrow comes, “Why did this happen to me?” unless we ask the same question for every moment of happiness that comes our way.

How true is that?!

Recovering from a viral I caught last month has taken much longer than anticipated for some reason and is still making me very tired very easily. The simplest things are wearing me out a lot of the times (yet I am still not sleeping at night properly ironically).

This has, of course, made me really annoyed lately. I’m so used to just randomly making or baking stuff (I LOVE cooking) or randomly going on simple errands, etc.

I’ve had plenty of time to think lately (because let’s face it, most of the time I haven’t had the energy to do much else), and on a day I was feeling particularly down I came across the quote I started this blog post off with and it just stuck with me!

Let’s face it. Things can be a lot worse. There’s usually someone in your own circle (friends, family, community members, etc.) who is much worse off. We just need to be reminded every so often to think positive.

Right off the bat, one of the positives I can think of for this last month is that I’ve probably taken more naps in the day this past month than I ever have — I can usually never sleep in the day!


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I Hate Being Sick

4 blood tests, 4 urine tests, 3 ER trips, 3 IVs, 2 doctor visits, 2 flu tests, 1 X-ray, and 1 cat scan. In the span of 7 days. What a week!

Have I set the record for the times I’ve had to visit the ER in the span of seven days?

I could throw in more number facts in there, but these are just the basics.

If you follow me on Twitter, then you probably already knew that I haven’t been feeling well for the last two weeks.

It started off in the evening of Sept 11, with a sore throat. Annoyed I was getting sick, I took a few precautionary measures right away — drank warm tea, took cough drops, and took over the counter cough medicine.

Little did I know what it would lead to!

By 9 PM that night, my whole body was completely sore and everything just hurt.

By early that night, I was completely sore and had a full body ache. That night I was awake the whole night feeling miserable (and now had a fever and an intense cough).

Then it got even worse! :/

Starting Monday morning, I started throwing up A LOT. Sometimes just randomly, but definitely if I ate or drank something. Either I would throw up right away or get a horrible coughing fit which would result in me throwing up soon after. Plus diarrhea.

Fun, huh?

Went to my doctor Tuesday afternoon and she gave me some anti nausea medicine and told me I had some crazy viral that was going around and that I needed to go to the ER if it didn’t improve because I was losing too much fluid.

So that night would be ER Trip #1.

Six or seven hours, an IV fluid, first of many blood and urine samples, more anti-nausea medicine through the IV later, I would come home being told I had a crazy viral. Really? I didn’t figure that out already. More specifically, a throat infection (viral pharyngitis) plus MAYBE a bladder infection. Fun stuff.

What annoyed me was they didn’t do anything about the main things, just the minor ones. I mean, I would rather be coughing and what not then throwing up so much. Anyways, Tuesday was another miserable night and no sleep.

Wednesday morning, because I hadn’t had anything to eat/drink since Sunday, I tried to eat a cracker before taking the medicines. I figured the IV fluid and the anti-nausea medicine through the IV would have done me some good. But of course not — I was still throwing up.

Wednesday afternoon (the 14th), my doctor called to check how I was doing and when I told her I was still not able to keep things down, she told me to go back to the ER again. More IV fluids, tests, and hours later… I made my way back home from the ER for the second night in a row!

Thank god for my iPhone because without it, I would have lost the little sanity I have left after the past few weeks. It kept me from losing my mind the countless hours I was in the ER (three times over), it distracted me when I needed it most, and because I was pretty much laying down or sleeping most of the time it gave my access to read the news, etc!

A few days ago, I joked that you know I don’t feel well when I haven’t touched my laptop in such a long time! Unfortunately, it’s true.

I’ll follow up soon with another post on the nurses in the ER (at least the ones in my local hospital). It’s been on my mind since the first night I was in the ER.

P.S. Don’t forget to leave me a comment below on your thoughts! As always, I’d love to hear from you.

Please Help A Friend

UPDATE: 1/12/11 4:45 PM
My cousin informed me a little while ago that her friend passed away. Please continue to keep her family in your prayers and help financially via means of donations if you are able to.

You can read the original post below:

I hope this reaches all of you in good health. Below, I am including a part of an email I got earlier today from my cousin who is looking to help out a close friend who is battling cancer at a young age. Any support/donation you may be able to provide would certainly go a long way and hopefully will come back to you should you ever need it one day. If you would like more information on how to donate directly, please contact me. Or, I have set up a “donate” button in my left side bar and at the bottom of the blog post for your ease.

Many of you might already know, one of my friends has been in the hospital for a while now and is very weak needing medical attention 24 hours. She was diagnosed with cancer when she was 17 but was holding through. Now she is in critical condition. She’s the oldest of 6 siblings, her youngest sister is three years old the others are all under 20 and it’s not easy for the family at all. Also, Her father passed away about two weeks ago from a brain tumor. You can imagine how hard it would be for the family. Best thing to do is make lots and lots of dua (prayers) for the family. We don’t know why things happen but Allah (swt) puts us through all types of tests and we are also tested from others hardships as well. We should support each other in times of need and make dua for her health and for the pain shes suffering from, dua for sabr and strength for her mom and family, dua for the patience for her family and friends. We don’t realize it but we take way too much for granted.

My request is for financial assistance. Anyone who is able to contribute would be greatly appreciated. They are in need of financial support as well as emotional support. They don’t have family here but everyone’s trying to help in any way they can. Her mother is not in a position to take on employment, having to take care of 5 kids at home and then her daughter at the hospital it’s becoming very hard.

If you would like more information on donating directly, contact me. Or, you can donate by clicking below and a 100% of what you donate will go directly to the family:


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Observations at a Hospital/Doctor’s Office (Part Two)

This is part two of the post from here on the following questions:
You know what I’ll never understand?
  1. Why patients with heart related symptoms are made to wait an hour (plus) in the waiting room in the emergency room.
  2. Why patients on a “cardiac diet” are fed cheese sandwiches, lasagna, and other such things in hospitals.
  3. Why a cardiologists’ office serves pizza (ESPECIALLY after a stress test).
  4. Why the nurses and technicians in hospitals wake the patients up every 2-4 hours to take their blood pressure, etc.
  5. Why the nurses and technicians are so incredibly loud in the middle of the night.

You can read part one about statements one and two by clicking here.

Statement Three: Why a cardiologists’ office serves pizza (ESPECIALLY after a stress test).
This goes along with my previous statement, statement two, as it also deals with the quality of food (or lack thereof).
After my dad’s heart attack in 2005, he has had regular appointments with the cardiologist of course and has had annual stress tests. Each year after coming back his stress test, he would tell us that they were serving pizza and soda for the patients and their families (fortunately he would choose not to eat that).It’s so absurd that it is almost funny. Here we are at a cardiologists’ office and they are serving oily pizza to a bunch of heart patients.Apparently they have stopped serving food altogether– so I’m not even sure it was because they realized they were serving unhealthy food or if it was just because

Statement Four: Why the nurses and technicians in hospitals wake the patients up every 2-4 hours to take their blood pressure, etc.

Fortunately I’ve never been hospitalized, but I’ve stayed plenty of times with my mom or dad. That said, I probably know my local hospital backwards and forward. But that’s not the point; the point is that I don’t get why they do certain things at hospitals (or the way they do them).

While it’s annoying when they check the patients’ temperature, blood pressure, and pulse rate every couple of hours while you are awake, I understand that they have to do that. I get it. What I don’t get it is WHY they wake up patients to do it when they are sleeping. I don’t think that by not checking for several hours it would be that big of a deal in MOST cases. OF COURSE they are some circumstances where I’m sure it is necessary to check every two hours on the dot– but it’s not all of the time!

Most patients are probably already annoyed and not getting sleep just because they are in the hospital, so a few sound hours of sleep is probably necessary for them. I think my blood pressure would rise every time they woke me up at night ;)… just saying.

Once or twice, I remember, the technician coming into the room and once they acknowledge that the patient (my mom or dad) is sleeping, they just tell me they’ll come back later when the patient is awake. But that rarely happens.

You know what I find the funniest during all of this? When the nurse or technician asks the patient bright and early in the morning how they slept? How do you think they slept? You didn’t let them sleep! 

I’m going to throw in a statement five in here just because I can 🙂

Statement Five:  Why the nurses and technicians are so incredibly loud in the middle of the night.

I’m not sure what the deal is with this one, but it sure is annoying.

I can never sleep in hospitals anyways, so I’m usually up all night… which is probably why I noticed all these little things.

I don’t remember if I’ve noticed this happen before, but this past time – a nurse and technician kept talking really loud (essentially yelling to one another) right outside the rooms. If it was for something related to the patients, that they needed help, or something to the likes – it would be more than understandable. But no, instead they were laughing and joking. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!

Several times, my dad woke up from their loud voices. Said nurse and technician even came into our room and continued to do so and I probably gave them the most annoyed look possible because that was when it stopped fortunately.

Have you observed or heard about other similar things happening at hospitals and/or doctors’ offices that you found absurd?

Updated 12.17.2010: I was quite surprised to find this question in a survey online at http://www.hospitalcompare.hhs.gov because that indicates that it is a consistent problem, not something that happens on a rare occasion. For the category, ‘Patients who reported that the area around their room was “Always” quiet at night.’ — only 52% of the people who answered the survey in relation to the hospital we were at. That’s pretty low. Worse, the number was lower for the other hospitals in our area!

P.S. Don’t forget to leave me a comment below on your thoughts! As always, I’d love to hear from you.

Observations at a Hospital/Doctor’s Office (Part One)

You know what I’ll never understand?

  1. Why patients with heart related symptoms are made to wait an hour (plus) in the waiting room in the emergency room.
  2. Why patients on a “cardiac diet” are fed cheese sandwiches, lasagna, and other such things in hospitals.
  3. Why a cardiologists’ office serves pizza (ESPECIALLY after a stress test).
  4. Why the nurses and technicians in hospitals wake the patients up every 2-4 hours to take their blood pressure, etc.

I’ll expand further on each of the above statements, but don’t you find each of them absolutely ridiculous and hypocritical?

Statement One: Why patients with heart related symptoms are made to wait an hour (plus) in the waiting room in the emergency room.

This past Tuesday my dad went to the emergency room because he felt tightness in his chest (he had a heart attack in 2005 so of course it was a concern for all of us). We sat in the waiting room for atleast an hour and a half (probably even more) before we were finally taken back into the emergency room. Another 30+ minutes later, he was finally seen by a doctor.

A chest x-ray, blood test, and 2 EKG’s later to see if it was indeed heart related we were told that the tests would need to be done several times (one at about each eight hour interval) because just one or two times would be inconclusive. If that’s the case, it brings me back to my original question of WHY they take so long in the first place.

I would assume, and rightfully so I think, that if the symptoms indicate that the problem is heart related, immediate action would be taken. I had always assumed that the emergency room was ordered based on the urgency of the situations, but apparently not based on what I saw.

Not surprisingly, my dad was hospitalized — for two days.

This wasn’t the first time, unfortunately, we had to to wait way too long for something that could have potentially been serious (but thankfully was not) — it happened to my mom in 2008 as well.

Statement Two: Why patients on a “cardiac diet” are fed cheese sandwiches, lasagna, and other such things in hospitals.

I’ve noticed this happen before as well, but at the same as I talk about above — I went to ask the nurse if my dad could have something to eat since he hadn’t had anything to eat for several hours (he had came straight from work to the hospital). The nurse told me he would ask my dad’s doctor and let me know. Can you imagine how surprised I was when the technician came back sometime later and told us that my dad was being put on a cardiac diet for now and asked if a cheese sandwich would be okay when we told him he could eat halal food (kosher-like) or vegetarian.

What part of a sandwich with two cheese slices fits into a cardiac diet? How does that even make sense?

The next day he had vegetarian lasagna (again with lots of cheese) for lunch. Oh, and with each meal came a roll with BUTTER. I can’t recall exactly what else he ate during his hospital stay, but a lot of them sure were questionable. When did a cardiac diet come to mean that only the salt quantity needs to be controlled?

Part Two to come soon.  Update: You can read Part Two by clicking here.

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I Hate Being Sick

You know what’s worse than being sick for about two weeks? Spending about eight hours in the emergency room while feeling miserable!

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again – nurses – my god, are they the most patient people or what? I don’t know how they do it. I’m a fairly impatient and stubborn person as it, and to throw in the usual crankiness that comes with being sick… and to multiply that with however many patients the nurses are dealing with at a time…. my goodness.

On Eid, I woke up with a little sore throat that progressively got worse and then I developed a cold (runny nose, sneezing, coughing, the works) from that. That, as annoying as it is to be sick, was manageable with plenty of soup and liquids.

Unfortunately, a few days later it turned into a nasty viral. I went to the doctor’s on Tuesday last week and was told if it didn’t get better within 24 hours, I need to head to the E.R. Well, I waited over 48 hours and then bright and early on Thursday morning headed to the emergency room.

An I.V plus three shots via the IV line, a couple of tests and over eight hours later I made my way back home.

The last week for me has comprised mostly of sleep, plenty of rest, and LOTS of liquids… and fortunately, I feel so much better (just not completely fine yet).

Now, if I could just get rid of this cough too…

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Root Canal, Part Two

Would you believe that six dentist appointments later, the whole root canal business is finally over today? I finally got the permanent crown put in earlier this afternoon. I can’t believe this took SEVEN weeks – when it usually takes one or two visits!

Graduation Party

I LOVE barbecues and I love family gatherings, so a joint barbecue for nearby relatives and some friends for Faraz’s and my graduation party yesterday was definitely my kind of day. It was also kind of a farewell party for Faraz. I can’t believe that Faraz will be leaving next week for Canada!

Thank you all for coming! We had a great time and hope you did too.

The whole day turned out to the be a lot of fun. We got back from the park around 7:30ish and a lot of our family came straight from the park to our house. From there, later that night, Aamir Mamma, Sony Mammi, Sohaib Bhai, Ayaz, Faraz, Saad, Sabih, Daniyal, and I went to Dave and Busters in Manhattan which was a lot of fun too. I’ve never been there and it was great. We got home around 3 A.M. and I went straight to bed – what an exhausting but FUN day!

By the way, would you believe I’m still making trips to the dentist? I’ve already been four times and tomorrow I go back for the fifth time since June 4th! Apparently my mouth is small and the root is curved which as a combination is making this procedure take forever! Lucky me. Being the wimp I am, of course this would happen to me.

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