I Got Sick!
I know, my entries have all been bad news lately, but this one is strangely hilarious, atleast to me.
So I woke up very suddenly at 6 am yesterday morning, and I thought to myself "gee, my stomach feels -odd-." Twenty minutes later The voming spree began. I threw up about 9 or 10 times over the course of three hours. Now, I really needed to get to the school Infirmary, but my school doesn't have an sort of emergancy pick-up service. I could barely get up to go to the bathroom as it was, and I live on top of a hill. A big, steep hill. So I was curled up on the floor, convinced I was going to die, when my roommate finally got up and got one of the building RAs to drive me to the Health Services building.
So I get ther, and go up to the Urgent Care area, which is packed as usual. I go up to the desk where the perky little receptionist is sitting, and I tell her I've called before and I need o see the docter. She blinks at me and says "you need to fill out this form" and hands me an insurance form. So I go sit down, and look at this form. Now, at this point I can barely focus my eyes, and appearnce-wise I'm totally grey. Like, my lips and face are ash-grey, and my eyes are sunken, I looked like a corpse. So, I put down my name and birthdate, and the words "food poisoning" in symptoms, and then I go hand it to her. She's all like "um, you need to fill out the rest of your information" and I'm like "er, I don't mean to be a pain, but I'm really dizzy, and I can't focus, so can I please sit down?" She looked kinda freaked and nodded. So I went and sat down.
well, they came and got me really quickly, and put me in this specal waiting room with bigger chairs, so I kinda sprawled out on two of them. They came with a wheelchair, and put me on it, and wheeled me into his room. It was a room they usually used for surgery, and it was kinda cold. They gave me a vomit bucket, which was a nice coral pink color. They had to put an IV in me, but I have really small veins, so they bruised up one arm before they realized they should use butterfly needles. Seriously, my left arm looks like that guy's arm from Requim for a Dream. It's all black and purple. Anyway, they covered me with something like four blankets, and pumped 2 liters of saline into me.
So I stayed there for about five or six more hours. They brought me into a recovery room during my second bag of saline and put me in this nice easy chair with lots of blankets, because I was really chilled. I read some magazines and napped, and they gave me some ice chips, and they later some gatorade. I was sooo happy to be able to keep down that gatorade. After a while they called this special transport van to drive me home.
So, now I'm sitting in a makeshift bed on my floor, because I can't climb up my bunk bed. My back and head hurt, but I'm not allowed to take asprin, and the only things I can have are gatorade and water. Can't keep down solids yet. The best part? It'm my birthday. *laughs* Awesome.
So I woke up very suddenly at 6 am yesterday morning, and I thought to myself "gee, my stomach feels -odd-." Twenty minutes later The voming spree began. I threw up about 9 or 10 times over the course of three hours. Now, I really needed to get to the school Infirmary, but my school doesn't have an sort of emergancy pick-up service. I could barely get up to go to the bathroom as it was, and I live on top of a hill. A big, steep hill. So I was curled up on the floor, convinced I was going to die, when my roommate finally got up and got one of the building RAs to drive me to the Health Services building.
So I get ther, and go up to the Urgent Care area, which is packed as usual. I go up to the desk where the perky little receptionist is sitting, and I tell her I've called before and I need o see the docter. She blinks at me and says "you need to fill out this form" and hands me an insurance form. So I go sit down, and look at this form. Now, at this point I can barely focus my eyes, and appearnce-wise I'm totally grey. Like, my lips and face are ash-grey, and my eyes are sunken, I looked like a corpse. So, I put down my name and birthdate, and the words "food poisoning" in symptoms, and then I go hand it to her. She's all like "um, you need to fill out the rest of your information" and I'm like "er, I don't mean to be a pain, but I'm really dizzy, and I can't focus, so can I please sit down?" She looked kinda freaked and nodded. So I went and sat down.
well, they came and got me really quickly, and put me in this specal waiting room with bigger chairs, so I kinda sprawled out on two of them. They came with a wheelchair, and put me on it, and wheeled me into his room. It was a room they usually used for surgery, and it was kinda cold. They gave me a vomit bucket, which was a nice coral pink color. They had to put an IV in me, but I have really small veins, so they bruised up one arm before they realized they should use butterfly needles. Seriously, my left arm looks like that guy's arm from Requim for a Dream. It's all black and purple. Anyway, they covered me with something like four blankets, and pumped 2 liters of saline into me.
So I stayed there for about five or six more hours. They brought me into a recovery room during my second bag of saline and put me in this nice easy chair with lots of blankets, because I was really chilled. I read some magazines and napped, and they gave me some ice chips, and they later some gatorade. I was sooo happy to be able to keep down that gatorade. After a while they called this special transport van to drive me home.
So, now I'm sitting in a makeshift bed on my floor, because I can't climb up my bunk bed. My back and head hurt, but I'm not allowed to take asprin, and the only things I can have are gatorade and water. Can't keep down solids yet. The best part? It'm my birthday. *laughs* Awesome.