On Tuesday night I was getting something out of the boot of my car and managed to whack my head. I'm not entirely sure how I misjudged it so badly, but I really caught it. I was sick a few minutes later, but put that down to the fact I'd not long gobbled down a rushed, late dinner (DH is away, kids were all at different activities, baby is teething - one of those days).
An hour later my 15 year old phoned MIL because I'd been sick another 4 times and had vomited up the painkillers that I'd taken and they hadn't had any effect on the headache (which was on a par pain wise with a migraine, but without the flashing lights/aura sensation). She came round and took me to A&E. I was there until 2am, at one point they debated if I should go to the next hospital as they have no CT scan facilities overnight, but they decided to stick with observation as I had only been sick once more just after arrival. They said that I needed kept an eye on and offered a bed for the night (If I was sick again they'd have sent me to the other hospital, if not they'd have decided on a CT in the morning), but the doctor gave me the option of going home if MIL stayed over and kept a close eye on me and I promised to go straight back or to other hospital if I was sick again, if the headache worsened or anything on a sheet of things happened. I chose to go home because as well as DS15 I had 4 other children at home. DS and twin DDs (12) are perfectly capable of looking after the younger two, but I'd rather be at home.
I had an appointment the next morning where the docs repeated the tests of the night before then let me go home with some more rules. At the baby clinic on Thursday morning the practise nurse doing baby's vaccination was concerned I was developing a black eye (bump was on back of head) and sent me back to the hospital. I said it was bags and me looking shit because I was knackered, but hospital disagreed and I was sent off for a CT scan, which came back clear. I've been told i have concussion, I've been given tablets to shake of the nausea as it was impossible and I still have a lingering headache now, couldn't even contemplate driving yet and MIL stayed until yesterday because she could see that I wasn't right.
So AIBU to tell my brother, who works for the NHS, abhors misuse of it, and has commented four times (and counting) today about people wasting A&E time with 'minor bumps' to fuck right off?
Would anyone have not gone to A&E in that situation?
He's a bloody git because he knows he's one of the people who can really make me doubt myself. I've been polite so far, but he'll keep going on and on and on and on and on because that's what he does. I can't stay at the park with the kids all afternoon and my SIL (other brother's wife) has made dinner so even if I had the car I couldn't leave as it'd be unfair on her.