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wow, i have no idea what happened to me. it all feels like one really bad trip.
the past three days have been spent in and out of the hospital, trying to get me better.
the doctors say that i had one of the most infectious cases of influenza, borderline meningitis.
along with being completely dehydrated, and discovering that mastitis landed in my right breast.
saturday night my mom spent 5 hours along side me in the ER, holding my hand while my temperature went from 101.2 to 102.6,
while i shook violently in the hospital bed,
while my head pounded so hard i could barely breath,
while i cried and cried and cried as they prodded at me with needles,
while they screwed up on my iv,
while they finally and successfully drew blood,
while they gave me a spinal tap that involved sticking a needle into my spinal cord,
and finally while i stumbled out, barely able to walk.
saturday night through sunday night were probably the worst 24 hours of my life.
i couldn't move from my bed. i was still dehydrated from the lack of iv at the ER,
i was so weak from not having eaten in over 3 1/2 days that ever single bone in my body ached.
anything put in my mouth; pills, water, juice, crackers induced vomiting. it was horrible.
there was not one second where i wasn't nauseas and wanting to go sit by the toilet.
but i got through it.
yesterday afternoon my mom and and i went back to the hospital to get something for my nausea.
they, too, saw how low my hydration levels were and decided to put me on and iv.
this time the iv went smoothly and they were able to re-hydrated me with some miracle liquid, along with adding the antibiotics for my mastitis, something strong for my nausea, and something to cover all my pain.
all the nurses were so nice, they fed my dry crackers and diluted apple juice, and read me children stories while the liter and a half slowly dripped into my body.
i'm feeling a lot better now, thank goodness.
i don't know what i would have done these past few days if i didn't have my mom or someone taking care of me.
i'm so thankful i'm okay.
i'm still unable to actually eat real food,
but i was able to keep down some chicken broth and crackers last night.
my dad is coming up tonight to see how i feel, and that's the first loving thing he's done in a while.
while it's sad that most of the girls are leaving for hawaii this morning, it'll give me some good time to get back to my normal self.
the past three days have been spent in and out of the hospital, trying to get me better.
the doctors say that i had one of the most infectious cases of influenza, borderline meningitis.
along with being completely dehydrated, and discovering that mastitis landed in my right breast.
saturday night my mom spent 5 hours along side me in the ER, holding my hand while my temperature went from 101.2 to 102.6,
while i shook violently in the hospital bed,
while my head pounded so hard i could barely breath,
while i cried and cried and cried as they prodded at me with needles,
while they screwed up on my iv,
while they finally and successfully drew blood,
while they gave me a spinal tap that involved sticking a needle into my spinal cord,
and finally while i stumbled out, barely able to walk.
saturday night through sunday night were probably the worst 24 hours of my life.
i couldn't move from my bed. i was still dehydrated from the lack of iv at the ER,
i was so weak from not having eaten in over 3 1/2 days that ever single bone in my body ached.
anything put in my mouth; pills, water, juice, crackers induced vomiting. it was horrible.
there was not one second where i wasn't nauseas and wanting to go sit by the toilet.
but i got through it.
yesterday afternoon my mom and and i went back to the hospital to get something for my nausea.
they, too, saw how low my hydration levels were and decided to put me on and iv.
this time the iv went smoothly and they were able to re-hydrated me with some miracle liquid, along with adding the antibiotics for my mastitis, something strong for my nausea, and something to cover all my pain.
all the nurses were so nice, they fed my dry crackers and diluted apple juice, and read me children stories while the liter and a half slowly dripped into my body.
i'm feeling a lot better now, thank goodness.
i don't know what i would have done these past few days if i didn't have my mom or someone taking care of me.
i'm so thankful i'm okay.
i'm still unable to actually eat real food,
but i was able to keep down some chicken broth and crackers last night.
my dad is coming up tonight to see how i feel, and that's the first loving thing he's done in a while.
while it's sad that most of the girls are leaving for hawaii this morning, it'll give me some good time to get back to my normal self.