A Copsypasta ABOUT MY PAINFUL LIFE
Flashback!
Okay so about a month and a half ago, I stared having bad stomach pains at night. It came out of nowhere, one night I ate late and went to sleep, and woke up with a really bad stomach ache. I just figured, oh I ate late I won't do that again cos it upset my stomach.
So the next few weeks I take it easy. I still have mild stomach pains now and again, but for the most part it's gone away.
FLASHFORWARD TO LAST WEDNESDAY
I come home from work and I'm feeling pretty icky. I'm really warm, dizzy, sweaty...So I take my temperature. It's 102, and that fever comes along with shakes and chills and sweats throughout the night. I think I sweat it all out and I'm feeling okay Thursday day. All is well, then suddenly 4 a.m., Friday technically, I wake up. This pain is different, it's way worse than anything else I've felt before. It's like someone is grabbing my guts and pulling on them. So I go to my parent's bedroom, wake my dad up, who is already freaking out and yelling WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT at me, so I tell him put some pants on and drive me to the hospital homie!
4:30 am to 10:30 am I'm in the ER and they're testing me. Finally after a bunch of stupid tests, they find I have gallstones and want to take my gall bladder out.
FLASHFORWARD TO PRESENT DAY ASIA
So now I'm on a low fat diet which has...Well, no fat. No dairy. No eggs. No fried foods. No pork. No fatty red meats. Etc. So like everything I like.
Plus side: weight loss. Not plus side: Gall bladder's getting taken out.
TLDR; God my stomach hurts so FUCKING BAD
Bonus info: Yesterday I went in for an endoscopy. Extra credit! An endoscopy is when they don't fully knock you out, but drug you enough to the point where you believe you are a deep throating MASTER. Basically you are mumbling "shove whatever the fuck you want down my throat, doc" as they pump the good stuff into you.
My mom took me. Someone has to be your driver cos you're pretty druggedddd...Anyway after I came out of the procedure, which is about five minutes, I slept for a bit and my mom started getting pissed cos she was tired of waiting. They were understaffed and trying to get other people out of the recovery room and my mom started yelling at a nurse to take my IV out. I was half asleep but still embarrassed lol. My mom isn't a very patient person...Bllegghhh
Anyway they didn't find anything in my stomach...I got to deep throat some plastic for nothin'. Aawwwwww. Oh well, good news. I guess that means IT'S ALL MY GALL BLADDER!!
In other news I got a cold too. Oh my god fuck my life.
Okay so about a month and a half ago, I stared having bad stomach pains at night. It came out of nowhere, one night I ate late and went to sleep, and woke up with a really bad stomach ache. I just figured, oh I ate late I won't do that again cos it upset my stomach.
So the next few weeks I take it easy. I still have mild stomach pains now and again, but for the most part it's gone away.
FLASHFORWARD TO LAST WEDNESDAY
I come home from work and I'm feeling pretty icky. I'm really warm, dizzy, sweaty...So I take my temperature. It's 102, and that fever comes along with shakes and chills and sweats throughout the night. I think I sweat it all out and I'm feeling okay Thursday day. All is well, then suddenly 4 a.m., Friday technically, I wake up. This pain is different, it's way worse than anything else I've felt before. It's like someone is grabbing my guts and pulling on them. So I go to my parent's bedroom, wake my dad up, who is already freaking out and yelling WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT at me, so I tell him put some pants on and drive me to the hospital homie!
4:30 am to 10:30 am I'm in the ER and they're testing me. Finally after a bunch of stupid tests, they find I have gallstones and want to take my gall bladder out.
FLASHFORWARD TO PRESENT DAY ASIA
So now I'm on a low fat diet which has...Well, no fat. No dairy. No eggs. No fried foods. No pork. No fatty red meats. Etc. So like everything I like.
Plus side: weight loss. Not plus side: Gall bladder's getting taken out.
TLDR; God my stomach hurts so FUCKING BAD
Bonus info: Yesterday I went in for an endoscopy. Extra credit! An endoscopy is when they don't fully knock you out, but drug you enough to the point where you believe you are a deep throating MASTER. Basically you are mumbling "shove whatever the fuck you want down my throat, doc" as they pump the good stuff into you.
My mom took me. Someone has to be your driver cos you're pretty druggedddd...Anyway after I came out of the procedure, which is about five minutes, I slept for a bit and my mom started getting pissed cos she was tired of waiting. They were understaffed and trying to get other people out of the recovery room and my mom started yelling at a nurse to take my IV out. I was half asleep but still embarrassed lol. My mom isn't a very patient person...Bllegghhh
Anyway they didn't find anything in my stomach...I got to deep throat some plastic for nothin'. Aawwwwww. Oh well, good news. I guess that means IT'S ALL MY GALL BLADDER!!
In other news I got a cold too. Oh my god fuck my life.