Back to the hospital...and home again

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This has been one heck of a week for me. Last Tuesday, I was in the hospital getting chemo bye desensitization to make sure I wouldn't have a reaction to it. It had snowed that day while I was there so they didn't want me to drive home even if I had finished before midnight. I thought things were going to be ok for me, but by Saturday, I started to get a fever. I kept an eye on it all day and called in a few times. The doctor I talked to said just to take tylenol or ibuprofen and if it went over 102 to come in to the ER overnight. It did reach that point about 2am, but since I had the DAT phone and no one to take me I just took more ibuprofen and went back to bed. By 6 I had no fever so I thought I wouldn't have to go in. I didn't get up for the day until later and by that time, the fever was back to almost 101 again. I called in again and they told me to get in as soon as I could. I called the person in charge of the DAT phone (diaster action team--I'm with disaster services with the Red Cross and had the phone to dispatch calls for the weekend) to have someone pick up the phone. I got a call a few minutes later that someone would be coming to get the phone and the same person took me to the hospital. I was in the ER for about three hours and the Gyn/Onc Physician that was on-call for the weekend came down and told me they were going to admit me and put me on IV antibiotics. It turns out that I had both a UTI and a kidney infection. I was in from Sunday until Yesterday. I thought I would be at least one more day because when the doctor came through in the morning she had told me that they were waiting on one more lab result that should come in an hour, but I never heard about that one. About 2pm, I got a call from the doctor's office setting up a 3-week followup appointment following discharge and I asked her if it wouldn't be better for me to be discharged before setting up such an appointment. My nurse came in a few minutes later and asked if I was leaving her and I told her about the phone call and told her I hadn't heard anything so she said she would call and ask about it. A while later, the doctor finally showed up and told me yes I was going home and cleared up that confusion. He said he likes to get people out as soon as possible so that they are not exposed to hospital caused infections. I sure don't want anything to do with those since I lost two family members to them in the past. I just wish they would have given me a little more warning. They arranged a ride for me and only had a short time to get dressed and get everything done. Why can't doctors be more communicative more of the time??? I have been home overnight now and seem to be doing ok. I will be on antibiotics for two weeks and that means my next chemo is delayed another week. I just hope that I don't have to go through that on every cycle! I'm so tired of this everlasting roller coaster!