tubing at it's worst
well, my trip in LA started out terrific, and it ended terrific too, but, y'know, that can't be helped. So... I went to Disneyland, and saw some hot guys and well, we won't go into the riding part but, it was pretty fun. And then we drove down to my uncles house and boy was the heat sweltering. I was standing out in the driveway, looking up at the sun, and then a coyote screams, and then I know... that I must go outside, because my feet are steaming, because I've wandered outside without any shoes on.
So I spent some days there, and I woke up and I had this horrendous pain in my side. So we assumed it was an apendicitis. Little did we know that I'd have to go to the hospital and have these... tests taken. You can imagine what they had to do... the tubing and everything up the... well, let's just say: NEVER HAVE THAT DONE!!! So I was laying in the bed on morphine of course, I could barely talk, and they were saying that I had to drink 5 glasses of water. Well, I did, I thought it was 4, so then my mom was like, "no, that was five!" and they came in and did the ultrasound, pressing down on my bladder!!! And it was horrible, cause I had to go pee SO BAD!!! After awhile the doctor left, and I thought I was whispering to my mom, "i have to go pee", but in fact I was yelling, "I HAVE TO GO PEE GODAMMIT!!!!!!!" so the doctor rushes in and she says, "okay, you can go pee, but don't let it all out!" but I was like, "oh hell no, i'm letting it ALL out!" of course i was trying not to, but that simpossible when you're bladders almost popping out of you and spurting out everywhere!!! anyways, i get back to the original room and the doctor comes in and goes, "well, it wasn't an appendicitis", in fact it was a ruptured cyst on my ovary, to just put it vulgurly.
so... we finished up all the tests, and everyone was out of the room, and i realized that the IV was still in my arm. this put me over the edge, and i jumped out of bed, and ran to the door, and opened it, and no one was in the hallway, so i started yelling out, "MOM. MOM. MOM!" i don't know if i actually did that, but y'know it was all in my head from then on. and then all of a sudden, UNCONTROLLABLE VOMIT!!!!!!!!!! EVERYWHERE!!!!!!! So my mom grabbed the little pink dish, like that could hold it, and it splashed out all over the bed, all over the floor, and i vomited more. finally i made it to the sink, and by then it was all out, of course.
well, that was just a little taste of what went on in LA. but the rest of my trip was good. i went parasailing, and could see the whole city of santa barbara, and you know what that means. so we travelled up the coast to a few cities, and now i'm back here, just livin the good life, and you know what that means.
So I spent some days there, and I woke up and I had this horrendous pain in my side. So we assumed it was an apendicitis. Little did we know that I'd have to go to the hospital and have these... tests taken. You can imagine what they had to do... the tubing and everything up the... well, let's just say: NEVER HAVE THAT DONE!!! So I was laying in the bed on morphine of course, I could barely talk, and they were saying that I had to drink 5 glasses of water. Well, I did, I thought it was 4, so then my mom was like, "no, that was five!" and they came in and did the ultrasound, pressing down on my bladder!!! And it was horrible, cause I had to go pee SO BAD!!! After awhile the doctor left, and I thought I was whispering to my mom, "i have to go pee", but in fact I was yelling, "I HAVE TO GO PEE GODAMMIT!!!!!!!" so the doctor rushes in and she says, "okay, you can go pee, but don't let it all out!" but I was like, "oh hell no, i'm letting it ALL out!" of course i was trying not to, but that simpossible when you're bladders almost popping out of you and spurting out everywhere!!! anyways, i get back to the original room and the doctor comes in and goes, "well, it wasn't an appendicitis", in fact it was a ruptured cyst on my ovary, to just put it vulgurly.
so... we finished up all the tests, and everyone was out of the room, and i realized that the IV was still in my arm. this put me over the edge, and i jumped out of bed, and ran to the door, and opened it, and no one was in the hallway, so i started yelling out, "MOM. MOM. MOM!" i don't know if i actually did that, but y'know it was all in my head from then on. and then all of a sudden, UNCONTROLLABLE VOMIT!!!!!!!!!! EVERYWHERE!!!!!!! So my mom grabbed the little pink dish, like that could hold it, and it splashed out all over the bed, all over the floor, and i vomited more. finally i made it to the sink, and by then it was all out, of course.
well, that was just a little taste of what went on in LA. but the rest of my trip was good. i went parasailing, and could see the whole city of santa barbara, and you know what that means. so we travelled up the coast to a few cities, and now i'm back here, just livin the good life, and you know what that means.