No one is pretty when being sick.
Today is the second day I'm staying home because I'm sick. Actually, I've gotten a lot better since yesterday's afternoon. I guess going to the doctor's isn't that bad of an idea afterall.
I've dragged this for a long time already.. I think I started to be sick ever since last Thursday. I went home early from school on Friday... then for the following three days, I was pretty much okay. Just occasionally felt like suffocated because I couldn't breathe. Then on Monday early morning (1ish), my throat got very scratchy.. then when I woke up the next morning, my body was burning. It turned out that I didn't have a fever, but I decided not to go to school anyway. Okay, that's because I was sort of lazy.. but anyhoo, my mom gave me a cup of warm milk and some sort of pill. I took a shower a little bit later because my mom said she's going to take me to see the doctor. I just really loathe going to the doctor's... I thought it's such a waste of money and time. But after shower.. I started getting very nauseated.. very.
It was almost like that time I got food poisoning.. gaah. Terrible. I spent around 30 minutes just squatting on my bathroom floor with my head facing down, WAITING for me to vomit. Didn't work. Finally.. I got myself up.. and just after I washed my hands.. I hurled in front of the sink. :x By then the milk I puked out was already curdled.. -_-' I instantly felt a lot better.. but after 5 minutes, that feeling came back again.
My mom and I then got in the car.. and I had two plastic bags in front of me.. in case I needed to hurl again. And I did. But because I haven't eaten that morning, I puked out these.. ughh.. I'm not going to describe it.. I don't want to gross you out. I think it was stomach acid. It was just incredibly filthy. Well, when I got to the doctor's.. all I saw were seniors..waiting to be called on. I immediately felt kind of ashamed--what is a 17 year old doing at the doctor's on a weekday?! Aren't I supposed to be healthy, I'M ONLY 17. Anyway, when I'm feeling terrible, I don't give a shit how I look like or behave in public. I kneeled/squatted on the floor in the waiting area because apparently.. that position is the most comfortable when I feel like puking..and couldn't. :\ In that (approximiately) 15 minutes, I spent going back and forth from the bathroom and the waiting area.. until the nurse came out and told me to wait inside.
I got checked.. yada yada yada.. then the doctor said, "hmm, I think I'll give you a shot to help you stop vomiting!" Not that I'm afraid of getting shots.. but I would've reacted a little if I weren't so dead from all that puking.. actually I think I looked sort of like a zombie yesterday. Then the nurse came in.. and closed the door. As I was about to lift up my sleeve to get that shot, she said, "umm, now I'm going to give you a shot, on your butt" Again, I would've reacted to this also, if I wasn't so listless. So.. I pulled down my jeans.. and the nurse said, "oh, no that much.." Haha.. surprisingly, I even lost the energy to even feel embarassed, I replied with a simple, "oh." You know what? I would've thought getting a shot on my ass would hurt less since it's 'padded' with an abundant amount of fat there.. but it actually hurt. :(
It helped a lot though.. It worked like a miracle! I didn't feel so nauseated instantly.. and that was the first smile I smiled that day. I think I like shots now.. it's easy, quick, and affective.. and I like that very much. Well, then I went to my grandma's house to rest.. then came home when my mom picked me up.. then I stayed home again today. That's all.
__I didn't act so 17 yesterday. In fact, I acted like a baby.. I'm glad I had my parents there to take care of me.. especially my mom who's always stressing over everyone. :P
I've dragged this for a long time already.. I think I started to be sick ever since last Thursday. I went home early from school on Friday... then for the following three days, I was pretty much okay. Just occasionally felt like suffocated because I couldn't breathe. Then on Monday early morning (1ish), my throat got very scratchy.. then when I woke up the next morning, my body was burning. It turned out that I didn't have a fever, but I decided not to go to school anyway. Okay, that's because I was sort of lazy.. but anyhoo, my mom gave me a cup of warm milk and some sort of pill. I took a shower a little bit later because my mom said she's going to take me to see the doctor. I just really loathe going to the doctor's... I thought it's such a waste of money and time. But after shower.. I started getting very nauseated.. very.
It was almost like that time I got food poisoning.. gaah. Terrible. I spent around 30 minutes just squatting on my bathroom floor with my head facing down, WAITING for me to vomit. Didn't work. Finally.. I got myself up.. and just after I washed my hands.. I hurled in front of the sink. :x By then the milk I puked out was already curdled.. -_-' I instantly felt a lot better.. but after 5 minutes, that feeling came back again.
My mom and I then got in the car.. and I had two plastic bags in front of me.. in case I needed to hurl again. And I did. But because I haven't eaten that morning, I puked out these.. ughh.. I'm not going to describe it.. I don't want to gross you out. I think it was stomach acid. It was just incredibly filthy. Well, when I got to the doctor's.. all I saw were seniors..waiting to be called on. I immediately felt kind of ashamed--what is a 17 year old doing at the doctor's on a weekday?! Aren't I supposed to be healthy, I'M ONLY 17. Anyway, when I'm feeling terrible, I don't give a shit how I look like or behave in public. I kneeled/squatted on the floor in the waiting area because apparently.. that position is the most comfortable when I feel like puking..and couldn't. :\ In that (approximiately) 15 minutes, I spent going back and forth from the bathroom and the waiting area.. until the nurse came out and told me to wait inside.
I got checked.. yada yada yada.. then the doctor said, "hmm, I think I'll give you a shot to help you stop vomiting!" Not that I'm afraid of getting shots.. but I would've reacted a little if I weren't so dead from all that puking.. actually I think I looked sort of like a zombie yesterday. Then the nurse came in.. and closed the door. As I was about to lift up my sleeve to get that shot, she said, "umm, now I'm going to give you a shot, on your butt" Again, I would've reacted to this also, if I wasn't so listless. So.. I pulled down my jeans.. and the nurse said, "oh, no that much.." Haha.. surprisingly, I even lost the energy to even feel embarassed, I replied with a simple, "oh." You know what? I would've thought getting a shot on my ass would hurt less since it's 'padded' with an abundant amount of fat there.. but it actually hurt. :(
It helped a lot though.. It worked like a miracle! I didn't feel so nauseated instantly.. and that was the first smile I smiled that day. I think I like shots now.. it's easy, quick, and affective.. and I like that very much. Well, then I went to my grandma's house to rest.. then came home when my mom picked me up.. then I stayed home again today. That's all.
__I didn't act so 17 yesterday. In fact, I acted like a baby.. I'm glad I had my parents there to take care of me.. especially my mom who's always stressing over everyone. :P