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Ok. To my fullest knowledge, this is what happened...
Friday
8:30 a.m.- arrive at school, feeling like crap
8:35 a.m.- see stacey. Tells me to go home. She says i looked like a mess.
8:40 a.m.- go to first bell. Sit. Talk to Mark. Tell Mark i think i'm going home. Mark comments that i am sick all the time now, and in his conculsion, he thinks i have AIDS. Thanks Mark. (I so dont have AIDS)
9:00 am- See coach Habit, tell him I am going to nurse.
9:07 am- nurse finally sees me, have fever, call mom, get note to leave. Go back to class and gather my things. Jeremy advises me to "keep it real", and mark says not to die. Tell Habit i am leaving.
9:20 am- mom calls me, made me a doctor appt.
11:30 am- doctor's office. Fantastic. I got stuck with a needle like 3 times. They couldn't find a vein. Finally pricked my finger, and drained my blood for tests. All tests come up negative, am given medication to try and make me feel better. Got doctor's note so I didnt have to work and die. Went home and slept.
SAT
spent whole day, in bed
SUN
ditto
MONDAY
7 am- mom wakes me up to get ready to go to school. Go back to sleep till 7:20.
7:20- get up, go in bathroom, plug in hair straightener. Start walking out, stop to pet cat.
7:35- Mom finds me face down in the carpet.
I really don't remeber the rest. Everything was like a dream. I wasn't mentally there. They took me to the doctor, and my blood pressure had gone down to 78/68, which is really low. I was very dehydrated. They took me into a room, where they were going to give me an IV, but my veins had shrunk cause they were too dehydrated, I got stuck again though with like 5 needles, all along my arm, but no one had success. My mom said my lips were blue and nasty. I thanked her for that wonderful remark. Anyways, they took me home where i was forced to drink like 2 gallons of propel, gatorade, orange soda with nasty pedialyte in it. gross. Don't ever drink that crap unless you have to, my orange soda was freaking reuined. Today, my mom woke me up all early. She made me breakfast, put me in the shower, blwodryed my hair, took me back to the doctor to get my blood pressure checked. It's gotten better. 104/74. I feel a little better, but sometimes i feel soooo weak. Like my legs can't stand that long. I weeble a lot. I unno. I may be going back to school tomorrow, we'll see how i am in the morning, if i feel like i may hit something driving, I am not going. But my mom thinks I am better, cause I'm listening to the Used and cracking jokes at her. Like this morning, I was laying in her bed cause she was washing mine, and she comes in tears, "I just don't know what to do with you." I didn't know what to say. What do you say? I'm outta work for the rest of the week..till Monday. I want to be well again, that would be great. I'm sorta afraid that tonight, things will be bad, and I'll spend the night in the ER. I unno, i just have that feeling.