I got a call that they never ran the E. coli test, so they ran that again. The doctor said she’d call me when the results were in. My MIL (also a doctor) caught wind that I still had gastro issues and asked if she could call the lab to get my results. I said, ‘That would be great.’ A friend was visiting from out of town, and I wanted to show her a good time, so we went out dancing. My MIL called me like 17 times, and left voicemails and texts telling me to get to the hospital ASAP. ‘Don’t go home, don’t get on public transit, get a cab and go STRAIGHT to the hospital.'”
“The nurses were absolutely FLOORED that the E. coli hadn’t gotten into my bloodstream (this was about a month after our trip). Apparently, my urine test came back absolutely overrun with an antibiotic-resistant E. coli. The best part was when the walk-in doctor fiiiiiiinally called me about a week after my hospital visit, telling me she had the results, and I should come see her. My MIL happened to be standing beside me when I received the call and asked to talk to her. As a teacher at the university here, the walk-in doctor knew who she was and had to walk my MIL through my case to identify ALL the ways she let me down as a patient (including asking me to come into the clinic instead of rushing to the hospital). I’m totally fine now and remain forever grateful to my MIL!”
—u/AMacGooey