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Why is it that when you're looking your worst and feeling your worst, you run in to the cutest guys all in one day? I think it's unfair.
Today was pretty terrible overall. I woke up around 7:20 with awful stomach pains below my belly button on the left. At first I thought it was just gas and tried to fart, but that wasn't working. As the pain intensified, I tried going to the bathroom, then walking it off, but I ended up writhing on my parents' bed, crying. I finally broke down and called my mom, who came rushing home.
While I was waiting for her, I slowly got better until the pain was gone altogether. I felt awful because it was like she was coming home for no reason. By the time she walked in the door, I was feeling a bit uncomfortable, but not in pain. I explained to her what was going on, and she told me to sleep until 9, then we would call the doctor's.
I called in to work and tried to sleep, but the pain slowly came back. It wasn't bad, at first, and then it slowly it built back up until I was balled up crying hysterically on my bed. She came in and called the doctor's. They said they didn't have anything open until 3, but my mom explained that I was crying, the pain was so bad, so they told us to come in.
The drive there was terrible. I couldn't get comfortable, no matter how I sat: leaned over, stretched back. Nothing would make the pain go away even a little bit. Once we got to the doctor's, we were seen right away. Dr. Nizol felt my stomach, asked me some questions, and then said I probably had a kidney stone. I cried even worse because I hadn't had one before. He said there was nothing they could do and I should go to the ER. So off we went.
When we got there, I was also seen right away. I was put into a room and they put an IV in. I was scared shitless because I had never felt such pain before, I was having an IV put in which had never happened before, and I had never been in a hospital for myself before. I was so scared.
While they were putting the IV in, I was crying and one nurse asked another if he needed help holding me down. I told her no, that I wasn't going to move, I was just in terrible pain. The IV was put in, I got some fluids, a gown and a blanket. Soon I was somewhat comfortable. The pain had subsided a little bit and if I laid on my side it would go away to a dull ache.
I saw the doctor, and he made me go "ahhh" while he looked at my throat. It was then that I realized I hadn't brushed my teeth that morning, and I apologize. He said, "That's okay, I bet you didn't shave your legs either." He was cute and funny. Another nurse came in and gave me nausea medication and morphine. I had to have a blood pressure cuff put on that would take my blood pressure every 20 minutes.
The pain went away due to the morphine. Slowly I fell asleep until another cute guy named Jason came in to take me for my CAT scan. The doctor there told me the pregnancy test they ran from my urine came back negative, which I already knew since I haven't even had sex in 5 months. They ran me through the scan once, then asked me to take my belly button rings out, so I did. Then they ran me through again and I was wheeled back to my room.
20 minutes later the first doctor came back in and told me he couldn't see a kidney stone, but my kidney was swollen so it was probably there and the only thing they could do was give me pain medication and let me pass it. So the IV was taken out and I was sent on my way.
On the way home mom and I stopped at Kinney's for my prescription and then went to McDonald's for food. I was actually able to eat! Then we went home. I took one pill earlier because I started feeling icky, and it went away. I also have to strain my pee so I know when I pass the stone. That's kind of weird.
I'm just upset because I wanted to go to the SPCA with Whitney tonight and hang out with Kaela later on. But that's what happens when our bodies screw up on us: our plans get screwed up, too. I am going to go to Anime Club tomorrow.
I also don't know if I'm going to go to Buffalo this weekend. I'm so tired and I don't want to have an attack out there because I won't know where to go. But so far I'm feeling all right, I just don't want that pain back. I was told it's worse than giving birth. Fuck, if I can live through this, than I can survive that! Hopefully.
Today was pretty terrible overall. I woke up around 7:20 with awful stomach pains below my belly button on the left. At first I thought it was just gas and tried to fart, but that wasn't working. As the pain intensified, I tried going to the bathroom, then walking it off, but I ended up writhing on my parents' bed, crying. I finally broke down and called my mom, who came rushing home.
While I was waiting for her, I slowly got better until the pain was gone altogether. I felt awful because it was like she was coming home for no reason. By the time she walked in the door, I was feeling a bit uncomfortable, but not in pain. I explained to her what was going on, and she told me to sleep until 9, then we would call the doctor's.
I called in to work and tried to sleep, but the pain slowly came back. It wasn't bad, at first, and then it slowly it built back up until I was balled up crying hysterically on my bed. She came in and called the doctor's. They said they didn't have anything open until 3, but my mom explained that I was crying, the pain was so bad, so they told us to come in.
The drive there was terrible. I couldn't get comfortable, no matter how I sat: leaned over, stretched back. Nothing would make the pain go away even a little bit. Once we got to the doctor's, we were seen right away. Dr. Nizol felt my stomach, asked me some questions, and then said I probably had a kidney stone. I cried even worse because I hadn't had one before. He said there was nothing they could do and I should go to the ER. So off we went.
When we got there, I was also seen right away. I was put into a room and they put an IV in. I was scared shitless because I had never felt such pain before, I was having an IV put in which had never happened before, and I had never been in a hospital for myself before. I was so scared.
While they were putting the IV in, I was crying and one nurse asked another if he needed help holding me down. I told her no, that I wasn't going to move, I was just in terrible pain. The IV was put in, I got some fluids, a gown and a blanket. Soon I was somewhat comfortable. The pain had subsided a little bit and if I laid on my side it would go away to a dull ache.
I saw the doctor, and he made me go "ahhh" while he looked at my throat. It was then that I realized I hadn't brushed my teeth that morning, and I apologize. He said, "That's okay, I bet you didn't shave your legs either." He was cute and funny. Another nurse came in and gave me nausea medication and morphine. I had to have a blood pressure cuff put on that would take my blood pressure every 20 minutes.
The pain went away due to the morphine. Slowly I fell asleep until another cute guy named Jason came in to take me for my CAT scan. The doctor there told me the pregnancy test they ran from my urine came back negative, which I already knew since I haven't even had sex in 5 months. They ran me through the scan once, then asked me to take my belly button rings out, so I did. Then they ran me through again and I was wheeled back to my room.
20 minutes later the first doctor came back in and told me he couldn't see a kidney stone, but my kidney was swollen so it was probably there and the only thing they could do was give me pain medication and let me pass it. So the IV was taken out and I was sent on my way.
On the way home mom and I stopped at Kinney's for my prescription and then went to McDonald's for food. I was actually able to eat! Then we went home. I took one pill earlier because I started feeling icky, and it went away. I also have to strain my pee so I know when I pass the stone. That's kind of weird.
I'm just upset because I wanted to go to the SPCA with Whitney tonight and hang out with Kaela later on. But that's what happens when our bodies screw up on us: our plans get screwed up, too. I am going to go to Anime Club tomorrow.
I also don't know if I'm going to go to Buffalo this weekend. I'm so tired and I don't want to have an attack out there because I won't know where to go. But so far I'm feeling all right, I just don't want that pain back. I was told it's worse than giving birth. Fuck, if I can live through this, than I can survive that! Hopefully.