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im typing because im waiting to fall asleep.
yesterday was different. you know when you have this anxious feeling that something is going to happen, or you don't really want to do anything but sit and wait. thats the feeling i had yesterday.
Friday: my whole day
so people were going to go to CLC yesterday. i didn't really want to go but just thought nothing else to do so, whatever go, probably have fun. i had called missy earlier she said she was going out, but wanted to hang out before, ok come whenever.
missy came over to my house around 6 ish, and she wasn't doing too hot. she was upset, sad and frustrated, her mom wouldn't let her go out, needed to get out of the house, wanted to talk school, her mom etc... so we start talking. so many things have happened and keep happening to this one family its unbelievable, missy has just been through a lot and now there is more to tell and more to go through, becky calls says she's not going to CLC, im like i just won't go either, i wasn't really in the mood by this time, me and missy were talking and i think she just wanted to be for a while, and becky if she wanted to do something she'd call later. its around 8ish now my mom calls us downstairs and there is this show on channel 11 called "check please" where 3 different people tell their favorite restaurant and then they go out and try each person's restaurant around the chicagoland area and critique it. this is kinda irrelevant to the story but its funny. so does everyone know the black guy erik at church? he's friends with Marianne, he's older...the one who say mmmm mmmm during sermons. yea well he was on it yesterday. it was funny he "felt like he was eating his own liver" haha oh man.
anyways so now its 830. we (missy and i) go upstairs and missy's like my stomach is hurting, she goes to the bathroom comes back. can barely walk into my room. holding her lower abdomen, she curls up on my bed, and is groaning, she's in a lot of pain. i didn't realize how much until she said she couldn't even push down on her stomach, of course doubting thomas that i am, i try and she yelled out. i knew it was serious then, she said i could even call gigi up. missy doesn't ask for help or show emotion so this is real. gigi comes up and the first thing she asks "is it gas" missy deny's it... this is not gas this is worst than really bad gas. then i call pkal tell her missy's lower abdomen is hurting, it might be her appendix, or something. pkal says she'll call us back after she calls the doctor. we're waiting missy, is holding my hand as if for dear life, the pain is killing her. pkal calls back, "she has to go to the ER" chuck then calls and says he'll come pick her up. missy of course wore her sexy fur boots and there was no way she was getting them on so i gave her some slip ons. my dad comes up and asks what happened if she ate anything...and of course "is it gas" my family is big on this question. missy starts laughing...but it hurts too much, so she can't laugh that much. finally chuck comes i get dressed to go with them. he left the car running in the driveway. we go out there and we're locked out. so now pkal's van is running in front of my house. this of course would happen, so we all just start laughing. so then missy had her little black Tracker there so we took that to the hospital she laid down in the back and held my hand. chuck called pkal, who was coming from the church, to stop by my house and turn off the van.
its 9 now we get to alexian and go to the ER they take temperature, etc, sign some forms. then they ask us to sit...so i watch too much grey's because the ER was not very exciting. Missy and i were like this is lame, but then this kid, he was polish, if anyone cares, comes out of the ER, with a bandage it was defiantly a gang fight, stab wound on his forearm...sick. he looks a little weird, his eyes and stuff. he and his little weird posse keep walking in and out, his mom and aunt and cousin are there talking and what not, then the nurse comes in and says..."i bandaged him up, but he is definately on something" What could it be coke, as jeff senior says "is he blowing dope", X, GHB, meth. then this short girl comes in and one of the posse members is like "here we go its time to go outside", and then pkal comes, and says some guy is yelling outside at his girlfriend. yea so that was exciting. then all these babies started coming in and they had their temperature taken rectally, charles is like that nurse, who was male i.e a MURSE, did not clean it off, and then this other baby had to take his temperature...did the murse clean off the thermometer, the world will never know.
still waiting to get into a room, charles was saying how they were just there exactly a week ago for pkal. pkal was saying she knows everyone. i turn to missy im like "wow, you live an exciting life you only enter the hospital through the ER entrance" she's like "thats how i roll boo"
finally 1030 ish they call missy we go get a room, missy gets into a gown. nurse laura takes her blood, for a cat-scan, and injects her with something. missy also needed to have an ultrasound so apparently, this applies to when you are pregnant too, you need to drink like 4-5, or more, glasses of water an hour or so before the ultrasound and you can't go to the bathroom, i immediately thought of lauren, i mean she has a small bladder, she has to go. anyways. they give it to missy through an ivy. another side story so we're just waiting and then we hear "where are you" then we hear another voice "im in room 3 with the shortness of breath" i don't missy and i thought it was funny.
so you know im trying to keep missy's spirit pleasant joking around and such. but when we'd just be sitting i'd ask her if she were scared and she would just nod her head, or whisper yes. i held her hand. she looked like she wanted to cry the whole time, but wouldn't. then daniel also a murse came in to wheel missy to her cat-scan. he looked like he was 10. he goes to harper and wants to transfer out to NIU or someplace else and lives in algonquin. sorry, i didn't get any of his hobbies. that took about 20-30 min. then she comes back, she's kinda shaking so pkal asks nurse laura to get her a hot blanket. then we turn on the TV and "what lies beneath" is on, good movie. pkal is texting, calling her doctor. i wonder how it feels to see your kid lying in a hospital bed, its a reverse role for them.
nurse laura comes back prepping missy for her ultrasound. the attending on duty pops his head in again... and chats for a bit etc...so about the doctor on duty. we saw him in the waiting room and missy and i both bust out laughing. the way he carried himself was just like jason. he has a half zip up sweater one, stethoscope around his neck, walking around as if thinking "yes, i am an allied health professional here to save your lives, and i do own this stethoscope"
next this lady, or nurse who i noticed earlier did not know what she was doing, came in to take missy to for her ultrasound. she fumbled with missy's bed, finally got the break to pop up and wheeled her out. i guess these things usually don't take long but it took 30-45 min, maybe even an hour. missy was gone a long time. in the mean time kal, chuck and i talked, the movie is still on so we're watching it. then i hear this intense screaming from a woman. i was like what happened. kal's like we're in the ER, don't forget people die here. its crazy to get those types a realizations.
while missy is away her doctor, we just called him jason, we didn't pay attention to his real name, came back and said missy has a cist on her ovary 3 cm and it ruptured, now there is fluid in her pelvis. i didn't know what to say. chuck was quiet. pkal just said "we're were hoping for the appendicitis". finally missy came back. no one had told her anything, so pkal, held her hand and stared straight into her eyes and told her. they'll have to go to a gyney, it will hurt to go to the washroom etc...missy just stared. pkal said "its going to be ok, i have them too, it will be fine, we'll work through this." missy is only 18. she'll deal with this for the rest of her life.
after that we were just waiting for the cat-scan and ultrasound results to be printed. so i was cold and wrapped my scarf around me, and was at missy's side, then this nurse comes in looking straight ahead and just gives me all the results. she apparently thought i was the mom or something, i take them and say "ok thanks" you know in the high pitched voice when you have nothing else to do. pkal and charles just start cracking up. pkal said you're a good mommy liz. so now we're just sitting, and don't know if we can leave. pkal said its the worst to go on the weekend' sometimes if you come in and need surgery and its not that bad they make you wait till friday, and its understaffed. thats sad. well nurse laura came in and said missy could get dressed. we help her get dressed. missy wanted me to stay with her so i slept over. we got back at 3ish i helped her get changed. jason and ani were at kal's house to keep chad company. missy ate something took some IB profen. we talked with jason and ani. jason told us a ghey riddle. they left. i helped missy into bed. around 430 she had to go to the bathroom. i helped her. she can barely walk. she's hunched over. the best position for her is laying down. i was keeping an eye on her so i'd wake up often to check up on her, to see if she was sleeping or needed anything.
noon i was still tired, i called my dad to pick me up. i had to go home and pack. went home, ate something, talked to my mom. then i just started crying. lack of sleep probably helped the cause, but i haven't cried about anything concerning pastor kal since last april even then when i found out about kal's tumor in her brain i didn't cry. i couldn't cry in front of missy. she was already scared. i needed to be there for her. i just cried. i didn't question why, just cried. i did think about how we go through struggles in life, tempted to think do and say things, but God always has an out. what was the out. i just asked, no in a demanding way. just asked.
that was the past 24 hours. pray for missy and pkal. especially pray for chuck and chad.
yesterday was different. you know when you have this anxious feeling that something is going to happen, or you don't really want to do anything but sit and wait. thats the feeling i had yesterday.
Friday: my whole day
so people were going to go to CLC yesterday. i didn't really want to go but just thought nothing else to do so, whatever go, probably have fun. i had called missy earlier she said she was going out, but wanted to hang out before, ok come whenever.
missy came over to my house around 6 ish, and she wasn't doing too hot. she was upset, sad and frustrated, her mom wouldn't let her go out, needed to get out of the house, wanted to talk school, her mom etc... so we start talking. so many things have happened and keep happening to this one family its unbelievable, missy has just been through a lot and now there is more to tell and more to go through, becky calls says she's not going to CLC, im like i just won't go either, i wasn't really in the mood by this time, me and missy were talking and i think she just wanted to be for a while, and becky if she wanted to do something she'd call later. its around 8ish now my mom calls us downstairs and there is this show on channel 11 called "check please" where 3 different people tell their favorite restaurant and then they go out and try each person's restaurant around the chicagoland area and critique it. this is kinda irrelevant to the story but its funny. so does everyone know the black guy erik at church? he's friends with Marianne, he's older...the one who say mmmm mmmm during sermons. yea well he was on it yesterday. it was funny he "felt like he was eating his own liver" haha oh man.
anyways so now its 830. we (missy and i) go upstairs and missy's like my stomach is hurting, she goes to the bathroom comes back. can barely walk into my room. holding her lower abdomen, she curls up on my bed, and is groaning, she's in a lot of pain. i didn't realize how much until she said she couldn't even push down on her stomach, of course doubting thomas that i am, i try and she yelled out. i knew it was serious then, she said i could even call gigi up. missy doesn't ask for help or show emotion so this is real. gigi comes up and the first thing she asks "is it gas" missy deny's it... this is not gas this is worst than really bad gas. then i call pkal tell her missy's lower abdomen is hurting, it might be her appendix, or something. pkal says she'll call us back after she calls the doctor. we're waiting missy, is holding my hand as if for dear life, the pain is killing her. pkal calls back, "she has to go to the ER" chuck then calls and says he'll come pick her up. missy of course wore her sexy fur boots and there was no way she was getting them on so i gave her some slip ons. my dad comes up and asks what happened if she ate anything...and of course "is it gas" my family is big on this question. missy starts laughing...but it hurts too much, so she can't laugh that much. finally chuck comes i get dressed to go with them. he left the car running in the driveway. we go out there and we're locked out. so now pkal's van is running in front of my house. this of course would happen, so we all just start laughing. so then missy had her little black Tracker there so we took that to the hospital she laid down in the back and held my hand. chuck called pkal, who was coming from the church, to stop by my house and turn off the van.
its 9 now we get to alexian and go to the ER they take temperature, etc, sign some forms. then they ask us to sit...so i watch too much grey's because the ER was not very exciting. Missy and i were like this is lame, but then this kid, he was polish, if anyone cares, comes out of the ER, with a bandage it was defiantly a gang fight, stab wound on his forearm...sick. he looks a little weird, his eyes and stuff. he and his little weird posse keep walking in and out, his mom and aunt and cousin are there talking and what not, then the nurse comes in and says..."i bandaged him up, but he is definately on something" What could it be coke, as jeff senior says "is he blowing dope", X, GHB, meth. then this short girl comes in and one of the posse members is like "here we go its time to go outside", and then pkal comes, and says some guy is yelling outside at his girlfriend. yea so that was exciting. then all these babies started coming in and they had their temperature taken rectally, charles is like that nurse, who was male i.e a MURSE, did not clean it off, and then this other baby had to take his temperature...did the murse clean off the thermometer, the world will never know.
still waiting to get into a room, charles was saying how they were just there exactly a week ago for pkal. pkal was saying she knows everyone. i turn to missy im like "wow, you live an exciting life you only enter the hospital through the ER entrance" she's like "thats how i roll boo"
finally 1030 ish they call missy we go get a room, missy gets into a gown. nurse laura takes her blood, for a cat-scan, and injects her with something. missy also needed to have an ultrasound so apparently, this applies to when you are pregnant too, you need to drink like 4-5, or more, glasses of water an hour or so before the ultrasound and you can't go to the bathroom, i immediately thought of lauren, i mean she has a small bladder, she has to go. anyways. they give it to missy through an ivy. another side story so we're just waiting and then we hear "where are you" then we hear another voice "im in room 3 with the shortness of breath" i don't missy and i thought it was funny.
so you know im trying to keep missy's spirit pleasant joking around and such. but when we'd just be sitting i'd ask her if she were scared and she would just nod her head, or whisper yes. i held her hand. she looked like she wanted to cry the whole time, but wouldn't. then daniel also a murse came in to wheel missy to her cat-scan. he looked like he was 10. he goes to harper and wants to transfer out to NIU or someplace else and lives in algonquin. sorry, i didn't get any of his hobbies. that took about 20-30 min. then she comes back, she's kinda shaking so pkal asks nurse laura to get her a hot blanket. then we turn on the TV and "what lies beneath" is on, good movie. pkal is texting, calling her doctor. i wonder how it feels to see your kid lying in a hospital bed, its a reverse role for them.
nurse laura comes back prepping missy for her ultrasound. the attending on duty pops his head in again... and chats for a bit etc...so about the doctor on duty. we saw him in the waiting room and missy and i both bust out laughing. the way he carried himself was just like jason. he has a half zip up sweater one, stethoscope around his neck, walking around as if thinking "yes, i am an allied health professional here to save your lives, and i do own this stethoscope"
next this lady, or nurse who i noticed earlier did not know what she was doing, came in to take missy to for her ultrasound. she fumbled with missy's bed, finally got the break to pop up and wheeled her out. i guess these things usually don't take long but it took 30-45 min, maybe even an hour. missy was gone a long time. in the mean time kal, chuck and i talked, the movie is still on so we're watching it. then i hear this intense screaming from a woman. i was like what happened. kal's like we're in the ER, don't forget people die here. its crazy to get those types a realizations.
while missy is away her doctor, we just called him jason, we didn't pay attention to his real name, came back and said missy has a cist on her ovary 3 cm and it ruptured, now there is fluid in her pelvis. i didn't know what to say. chuck was quiet. pkal just said "we're were hoping for the appendicitis". finally missy came back. no one had told her anything, so pkal, held her hand and stared straight into her eyes and told her. they'll have to go to a gyney, it will hurt to go to the washroom etc...missy just stared. pkal said "its going to be ok, i have them too, it will be fine, we'll work through this." missy is only 18. she'll deal with this for the rest of her life.
after that we were just waiting for the cat-scan and ultrasound results to be printed. so i was cold and wrapped my scarf around me, and was at missy's side, then this nurse comes in looking straight ahead and just gives me all the results. she apparently thought i was the mom or something, i take them and say "ok thanks" you know in the high pitched voice when you have nothing else to do. pkal and charles just start cracking up. pkal said you're a good mommy liz. so now we're just sitting, and don't know if we can leave. pkal said its the worst to go on the weekend' sometimes if you come in and need surgery and its not that bad they make you wait till friday, and its understaffed. thats sad. well nurse laura came in and said missy could get dressed. we help her get dressed. missy wanted me to stay with her so i slept over. we got back at 3ish i helped her get changed. jason and ani were at kal's house to keep chad company. missy ate something took some IB profen. we talked with jason and ani. jason told us a ghey riddle. they left. i helped missy into bed. around 430 she had to go to the bathroom. i helped her. she can barely walk. she's hunched over. the best position for her is laying down. i was keeping an eye on her so i'd wake up often to check up on her, to see if she was sleeping or needed anything.
noon i was still tired, i called my dad to pick me up. i had to go home and pack. went home, ate something, talked to my mom. then i just started crying. lack of sleep probably helped the cause, but i haven't cried about anything concerning pastor kal since last april even then when i found out about kal's tumor in her brain i didn't cry. i couldn't cry in front of missy. she was already scared. i needed to be there for her. i just cried. i didn't question why, just cried. i did think about how we go through struggles in life, tempted to think do and say things, but God always has an out. what was the out. i just asked, no in a demanding way. just asked.
that was the past 24 hours. pray for missy and pkal. especially pray for chuck and chad.