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So, over the past week, things have been interesting. My kidneys seem to have formed a kidney stone. Yep.
Went to the hospital around 1 in the AM on Wednesday last week. I was vomiting, couldnt stand up past waist level (I was hunched over that badly) and had lots of other displeasantries involving the restroom to say the least... Anyhow! We got to the hospital, and I had blood drawn, gave a urine sample and got hooked up to the I.Vs.
All I really remember is the nurse looking at me and saying, this might make you a little drowsy... I was out within 5 minutes of her giving me my pain meds. A little while after she came into the room and asked if I was having my period...seeing how I was in fact paying my monthly bill, they wanted a clean urine sample. Folks, lemme tell you, catheters fucking SUCK no matter HOW many drugs you got in ya. Anyhow, about 45 minutes later my doctor came in... (who by the way had a name that would crack me up just because of my meds... Mehboobs....) and looked at me with no expression "Your pregnant" he told me.
I just kinda opened my eyes and said "Thats not possible... I would know that before you at this point." He must have thought I was delerious or something cause he looked at me like I was nuts and said there was another test going at the time to double check it and left the room. I turned to my grandmother dumb-founded thinking if I was actaully pregnant or not. I would have to know... I mean Stevens been going for 3 months now... I would most certianly know before the doctors right? I looked at granny and said "Im not pregnant, its not possible." She gave the expression Mehboobs did to me (haha reading back over that it cracked me up) and said "It can if you dont keep your knees together dear!" In a matter of fact and drugged tone I explained to her that they have been for at least 3 months now... poor woman thought I was still a virgin. *sigh* But then it sunk it and hit me just exactly what my little old grandmother just said and I cracked up for about another 30 minutes.
I passed back out for almost an hour.. at least... and the doctor came back in and confirmed I was indeed not pregnant. I dont understand what it is with me and hospital pregnancy tests. They all tell me I am the first time the test. Its kinda fucked up.
Anyhow, the WHOLE cause of the trip? A squirrel.
Thats right a squirrel. Apparently, one got into the water cleaning facility, fried something and itself and released contaminated chemicals into the water. Every resturant on Hulen street was shut down except for a few that the water company told wasnt effected... wrong-o. I decided to eat at Chilis that night! I felt kind of queezy when I came home but thought nothing of it. Two days later, food poisoning hit hard and fast... and then at the same time, a kidney stone dropped.
I have the wonderful bottle of anti-biotics that I took until my symptoms started to clear. I apparently have a mild allergy to them. I followed the directions exactly, and I threw everything up after taking them. Ontop of it I have Vicodine! yay. I have about 25 of those left...
All in all, its been a painful week, but its all better this week cause Steven is comming home from training, and then hes going to the new post and picking us a home for the next two years. Im excited to be getting married, getting my own puppy (Tegan is the decided name) and being back in the house with Sarge. I missed him. Hes a good pup. Well I think its time I get some sleep. The jump forward has me kinda messed up.
-N
Went to the hospital around 1 in the AM on Wednesday last week. I was vomiting, couldnt stand up past waist level (I was hunched over that badly) and had lots of other displeasantries involving the restroom to say the least... Anyhow! We got to the hospital, and I had blood drawn, gave a urine sample and got hooked up to the I.Vs.
All I really remember is the nurse looking at me and saying, this might make you a little drowsy... I was out within 5 minutes of her giving me my pain meds. A little while after she came into the room and asked if I was having my period...seeing how I was in fact paying my monthly bill, they wanted a clean urine sample. Folks, lemme tell you, catheters fucking SUCK no matter HOW many drugs you got in ya. Anyhow, about 45 minutes later my doctor came in... (who by the way had a name that would crack me up just because of my meds... Mehboobs....) and looked at me with no expression "Your pregnant" he told me.
I just kinda opened my eyes and said "Thats not possible... I would know that before you at this point." He must have thought I was delerious or something cause he looked at me like I was nuts and said there was another test going at the time to double check it and left the room. I turned to my grandmother dumb-founded thinking if I was actaully pregnant or not. I would have to know... I mean Stevens been going for 3 months now... I would most certianly know before the doctors right? I looked at granny and said "Im not pregnant, its not possible." She gave the expression Mehboobs did to me (haha reading back over that it cracked me up) and said "It can if you dont keep your knees together dear!" In a matter of fact and drugged tone I explained to her that they have been for at least 3 months now... poor woman thought I was still a virgin. *sigh* But then it sunk it and hit me just exactly what my little old grandmother just said and I cracked up for about another 30 minutes.
I passed back out for almost an hour.. at least... and the doctor came back in and confirmed I was indeed not pregnant. I dont understand what it is with me and hospital pregnancy tests. They all tell me I am the first time the test. Its kinda fucked up.
Anyhow, the WHOLE cause of the trip? A squirrel.
Thats right a squirrel. Apparently, one got into the water cleaning facility, fried something and itself and released contaminated chemicals into the water. Every resturant on Hulen street was shut down except for a few that the water company told wasnt effected... wrong-o. I decided to eat at Chilis that night! I felt kind of queezy when I came home but thought nothing of it. Two days later, food poisoning hit hard and fast... and then at the same time, a kidney stone dropped.
I have the wonderful bottle of anti-biotics that I took until my symptoms started to clear. I apparently have a mild allergy to them. I followed the directions exactly, and I threw everything up after taking them. Ontop of it I have Vicodine! yay. I have about 25 of those left...
All in all, its been a painful week, but its all better this week cause Steven is comming home from training, and then hes going to the new post and picking us a home for the next two years. Im excited to be getting married, getting my own puppy (Tegan is the decided name) and being back in the house with Sarge. I missed him. Hes a good pup. Well I think its time I get some sleep. The jump forward has me kinda messed up.
-N