HAH! Happy fucking birthday...
So, ok...today started out alright; I felt a little crappy in the morning, but I just thought I was hungry. After eating 2 tacos and some nachos (birthday...thing. i'm weird), I proceeded to drive to school. I was pretty good, right up until 2nd/4th period. About mid-way through the first hour, I started having insanely fucking bad stomach pains--really crampy, with this great nausea to add to it. SO. I went to the bathroom, where I started feeling like I was going to pass out. I called my mom on my cell phone, explaining in probably-too-vivid detail what I was currently experiencing. We talked, and decided that I should go to the nurse. Keep in mind that, by this time, I feel like my stomach is trying to eat its way through my torso. I hobbled down to the nurse's office and begged her for a pass, explaining that I had already talked to my mom, and she said to let me go home (I was slightly frantic at this point). Since this was against school protocol, the nurse called my mom, told her that I looked ready to keel over, and added that she didn't trust me driving home. So, after what seemed like an excrutiatingly long wait, my mom came and picked me up. A lot of bad noise went down between the nurse and my mom--mostly about how shitty I looked--and then I was allowed to go home. My mom decided, after some deliberation, that we should go to the emergency room. At the emergency room, I waited for roughly an hour and a half (between the waiting room and the actual emergency room) before I saw a doctor. Then, they asked a multitude of questions, and decided that I needed to have blood drawn. Oho, but that wasn't enough for them, because you see, they had to give me an IV and LEAVE IT IN THERE THE ENTIRE TIME (roughly another hour and a half, not including the actual use of the IV) I was there. Finally, after an X-Ray (hah! I was wheelchaired down to that room...), and the conclusion that I had a kidney infection, I was actually prescribed an IV drip of antibiotics for an hour. Then, following that, they gave me yet another IV, but saline this time. This one was only for a half-hour, but it still sucked ass, because about half-way through the antibiotic drip, my entire arm was trying to decide if it wanted to go numb, or just let my vein burn like hell (it never made up its mind). So. After I was finished with the IV drips, no one found it necessary to actually remove the IV thing for another half hour. SO, again, I was stuck with this pointless piece of plastic in my arm, which hurt like crazy. When the doctor finally came back in, I was prescribed more antibiotics and some darvocet (ahahaha...prescription narcotics!), and waited for another 15 minutes or so to have a nurse come in and take out the IV.
IN CONCLUSION:
I am now endowed with a large bruise on my inner elbow, a horrible backache, and prescription painkillers. This has, undoubtedly, been the most fucked-up birthday. Ever. However, Spence cheered me up a little ("haha, I love the conversation I heard from spencer's end on the phone: 'you expect me to buy you something? with what fucking money??!' it was great, that and the whole sugar in the IV part.. " -Brian). I then went home and slept. A lot.
Jaron, please come over tomorrow after school :/ I missed you a lot today; mostly when people were jabbing large needles into my arm. I love you.
Someone buy me candy...?
IN CONCLUSION:
I am now endowed with a large bruise on my inner elbow, a horrible backache, and prescription painkillers. This has, undoubtedly, been the most fucked-up birthday. Ever. However, Spence cheered me up a little ("haha, I love the conversation I heard from spencer's end on the phone: 'you expect me to buy you something? with what fucking money??!' it was great, that and the whole sugar in the IV part.. " -Brian). I then went home and slept. A lot.
Jaron, please come over tomorrow after school :/ I missed you a lot today; mostly when people were jabbing large needles into my arm. I love you.
Someone buy me candy...?