near death experience
So since my first and only entry thus far was a mopey under the weather, self indulgent post, I thought that I'd go in the opposite direction this time. SO world, do you want to hear about my near death experience? As I sit here beside a blasting tv playing Van Wilder I am glad I am alive to flip the channel to MTV and Real World. Enough of this - Let us begin at the begining.
I got diagnosed with strep throat on Thursday evening which was a relief because atleast I could start getting better instead of suffering another 3 days. BUT the only problem is never having had to take antibitotics or anything, because all the sickness that Canada forced upon me was the common cold and flu and brochitus once in middle school, I did not realize that I was allergic to certain types. So after throwing up constantly for 3 hours, having all my lymph nodes on the front and back of my neck enlarge to the point i couldn't bend my neck and having my rash become really 3D i thought it might be time to get someone. At 5am Friday morning, I finally made it up the stairs (and proceeded to vomit all over the 3rd floor bathroom) to get Kendra. This is what happens when your roommate sleeps out!! running up stairs not good. Anyway, thank god that the hospital is like 5 feet from our dorm. Kendra and I stumbled over and luckily I got my health insurance card in the mail two days before or else they wouldn't have been able to help me as much (god damn america!) but at the same time if i'd shown up at the ER in T.dot I would have been 50th in line and now I was first. So I got hooked up to an IV and pumped full of liquid. I actually went through a gallon of saline in under 25 min or something ridiculous in that sense. 7 hours later they unhooked me, after pumping me full of liquid antibiotics and anti nausea meds...I mean the ER doctor didn't appreciate me puking on him.
Anywho. Much better now, I can swallow! I can breath! I am alive! I even went to see a movie and swam a little this weekend. Look at me now world! fuck yeah!!
If only this pesky rash would go away so my team doesn't keep joking that I have an STD...damn.
I got diagnosed with strep throat on Thursday evening which was a relief because atleast I could start getting better instead of suffering another 3 days. BUT the only problem is never having had to take antibitotics or anything, because all the sickness that Canada forced upon me was the common cold and flu and brochitus once in middle school, I did not realize that I was allergic to certain types. So after throwing up constantly for 3 hours, having all my lymph nodes on the front and back of my neck enlarge to the point i couldn't bend my neck and having my rash become really 3D i thought it might be time to get someone. At 5am Friday morning, I finally made it up the stairs (and proceeded to vomit all over the 3rd floor bathroom) to get Kendra. This is what happens when your roommate sleeps out!! running up stairs not good. Anyway, thank god that the hospital is like 5 feet from our dorm. Kendra and I stumbled over and luckily I got my health insurance card in the mail two days before or else they wouldn't have been able to help me as much (god damn america!) but at the same time if i'd shown up at the ER in T.dot I would have been 50th in line and now I was first. So I got hooked up to an IV and pumped full of liquid. I actually went through a gallon of saline in under 25 min or something ridiculous in that sense. 7 hours later they unhooked me, after pumping me full of liquid antibiotics and anti nausea meds...I mean the ER doctor didn't appreciate me puking on him.
Anywho. Much better now, I can swallow! I can breath! I am alive! I even went to see a movie and swam a little this weekend. Look at me now world! fuck yeah!!
If only this pesky rash would go away so my team doesn't keep joking that I have an STD...damn.