why i hate the nyu health center

[sprechaaah]

I've been sick. Really freakin sick. Like, close to blacking out on Lauren on the corner of 8th and Broadway sick! So yesterday, after not sleeping the night before, I drug my nasty sweaty feverish ass to the health center. I was there for no more than 15 minutes, they told me I had a virus and sent me packing. They did a strep test and it was negative. So I completely vegetated last night with Kendra and Lauren (SOOO MUCH LOVE FOR YOU!!!) taking care of me, just thinking that today would have to be better. But again, I couldnt' sleep, and woke up at 4:30 am with horrible ear pain and my throat soooo swollen that I could barely swallow my own saliva. I paced around the room, not knowing what to do, and called mom, my nurse and savior at 5:30. She advised that I go back to the health center (to waste another $100) but typically, they're closed on Sundays. So I called the emergency hotline and they told me to go the ER if I wanted to be seen. The poor RA on duty (who told me that this was his second trip to the hospital that night) had to go with me in an NYU transport to the NYU medical center (a dump on 33rd stree). And alas!! What do they diagnos me with? Hmmm....could it be.....Strep Throat! And this is why I hate the nyu health center. Because now I have good antibiotics and narcotics for my pain and feel a lot better already, which I could have been feeling yesterday! Grumble,grumble.

Anyway, long story short, I'm feeling better. Sooo much work to do. Drinking gatorade to replace my electrolites. Hating the NYU Health Center with the fire of a thousand suns. End of story.

You can come see my ER wristband if you want. It's purple. Fuck NYU and their little health center too.

Time for food, which I will happily swallow without feeling like my throat is bleeding! Yay!