Hospital experiences. Blah.
I went to the emergency room last night at 7:30, and left at about 12 midnight. The pain in my lower abdomen was out of control. I have a history of ovarian cysts (about 3 incidents in the last 3 years) and I am certain that this is another one. They gave me a painkiller last night, it didn't do much, so they gave me morphine. I absolutely hated the feeling of the morphine going into my system. It felt like everything was heavy, yet numb, and like I was falling fast. Everything- pain, pressure, blood- it all felt like it was coming up to the upper half of my body, lengthwise. They did a bunch of tests and found out that the WBC count in my urine was way too high, which means the cipro that I was on wasn't working. Blood tests came out fine. They scheduled me for an ultrasound today.
I went for the ultrasound and just got back a few minutes ago. Nothing yet, I guess the radiologist just takes the pictures of my insides. I'll find out in a couple hours; wish me luck.
Oh yeah, and.. Matt was ripping pissed when he found out I planned to start college second semester. He told me I couldn't go on the cruise if I did that, and that HE would pay for my tuition. So, there goes the point and cause of my last entry.
I went for the ultrasound and just got back a few minutes ago. Nothing yet, I guess the radiologist just takes the pictures of my insides. I'll find out in a couple hours; wish me luck.
Oh yeah, and.. Matt was ripping pissed when he found out I planned to start college second semester. He told me I couldn't go on the cruise if I did that, and that HE would pay for my tuition. So, there goes the point and cause of my last entry.