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Here is a picture which accurately describes both my physical and emotional state at this moment:
WHAT ELSE COULD POSSIBLY BE WRONG WITH ME, GOD
So remember when I got my appendix taken out? Yeah, that was fun. It was also the first time that I had ever been in a hospital since my little sister was born, and after it was all over I was relieved. "Oh good!" I thought. "Now I filled up my hospital quota for like, the next eight years. I will never have to be in the hospital again!"
OH PAST KRISSY
HOW WRONG YOU WERE :C
Everything started when I got really sick over Thanksgiving break. I had a fever and was generally just pretty unhappy for most of it, which eventually cumulated in me PUKING GOD I hate throwing up I was so angry at myself ugh. AND WE ARE NOW ENTERING TMI AREA I sat in the bathroom for like....twenty minutes just thinking ":| I don't want to throw up :| :|" until I finally got so fed up with feeling like I was on the verge of puking that I gave up and starting yelling at myself. "ALRIGHT KRISSY IF YOU'RE GOING TO THROW UP JUST DO IT UGH COME ON BODY LET'S GET THIS OVER WITH >:|" So I did. I only live forty-five minutes away from my college, so my mom ended up driving me back on Monday morning for class. I felt kind of blah in general, but was okay for the most part. Awesome! I thought. Soon I will be better. WRONG
That night my jaw/ear started aching. WTF. I thought. WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS. But eventually it went away so I decided it was just some lingering fever stuff going on. WRONG AGAIN
On Tuesday I woke up feeling much better, although my voice was completely shot. My roommate went to work that afternoon so I was all alone in my dorm, trying desperately to work on my paper for English when suddenly, at five my ear and jaw started hurting again, this time on the opposite side. Arghlkjg I thought. Why body? Why!? I took some painkillers and tried to ignore it. I called my mom to complain and she told me to go see the medical care place on campus. Which was closed. Well fuck that shit I thought angrily. Can't even fucking stay open until six o'clock whatever. My mom and I talked some more and came to the conclusion that I had an ear infection from my cold, which was...from...my fever....ajsdkljg I don't know. Eventually my roommate got home around seven-ish, and she was hungry, so I was trying to decide if I felt like could eat something. At this point my jaw and ear were throbbing and it hurt a really fucking lot...Sara and I talked about seeing medical people--she looked up an urgent care place online, since we both agreed that this was not Emergency Room material--but I decided even though my face hurt I would wait until the next day to go in and that Sara and I would go eat. Then...thirty seconds later I decided no, no that was not going to happen because MY FACE HURT SO BAD UGH UGHGHLKDJ :( So off to Urgent Care we went.
Sara and I arrived at the hospital and we could not find any signs for Urgent Care, so we went in the front doors hoping there would be someone sitting at the reception desk to help us. THERE WASN'T. IN FACT, THERE WAS NO ONE ANYWHERE. s;kldjg so creepy :( It was like...eight o'clock at this point, and I guess the only part of the hospital that is open that late is the Emergency Room. Faced with an empty hospital, Sara and I wandered around trying to find the ER (WE DID NOT SEE ANYONE ON OUR WAY THERE, AND IT WAS AT LEAST A 10 MINUTE WALK...well okay, maybe more like 5. But still. lskaosieg SO CREEPY.) So finally we arrive at the ER and lo! There is a lady sitting at a desk! OH THANK GOD we yelled more or less and ran up to her. HELLO WHERE IS URGENT CARE?? She gave us a very blank look and said "Urgent Care closes at eight. Only the ER is open now."
..... I said.
..... Sara said.
Since we were already there and my face still hurt we stayed, especially since there were only two other people in there anyway. So I finally got called, and after answering a whole bunch of questions and a throat swab to test for strep a doctor came in and was like YUP YOU HAVE AN EAR INFECTION :D HERE HAVE SOME PILLS. Woo. Said Sara and I. Awejorapwo9e so much effort just to get a diagnosis I already knew and some medicine T_T And to keep us entertained while we were waiting, there was some CRAZY DUDE in one of the other rooms who...kept on yelling about how he had to piss...and how he was going to do it right there!! he didn't care if it wasn't the bathroom, he had to piss so bad!! He...was kind of scary...
Wednesday morning I woke up with my left eye crusted shut. WTFFFFF I thought in anger. But it didn't itch, and after talking to my roommate the medical genius, we decided it wasn't pink eye. Probably. So I went to class and coughed and hacked and was generally pathetic. Then I called my parents to complain some more, who told me to go see the medical people because a) pink eye does not necessarily involve itching and b) my job involves 38 first graders vs. Me, so getting pink eye is uh, really bad. So the next day I went to the medical people, who informed me that I had pink eye more or less. My thoughts at that moment: (approximately) JESUS I HOPE THIS IS IT GOD WHAT ELSE CAN I GET---CANCER!?Then they gave me eye drops.
Anyway, to sum up, HERE ARE ALL THE FUN ILLNESSES I HAD/HAVE AT THE MOMENT:
AWESOME
MY NEXT POST WILL NOT BE ABOUT MY MEDICAL PROBLEMS, I SWEAR :( askglsj;dg I'm sorry guys. It's just. I AM SO FULL OF RAGE ABOUT THIS. WTH BODY.
WHAT ELSE COULD POSSIBLY BE WRONG WITH ME, GOD
So remember when I got my appendix taken out? Yeah, that was fun. It was also the first time that I had ever been in a hospital since my little sister was born, and after it was all over I was relieved. "Oh good!" I thought. "Now I filled up my hospital quota for like, the next eight years. I will never have to be in the hospital again!"
OH PAST KRISSY
HOW WRONG YOU WERE :C
Everything started when I got really sick over Thanksgiving break. I had a fever and was generally just pretty unhappy for most of it, which eventually cumulated in me PUKING GOD I hate throwing up I was so angry at myself ugh. AND WE ARE NOW ENTERING TMI AREA I sat in the bathroom for like....twenty minutes just thinking ":| I don't want to throw up :| :|" until I finally got so fed up with feeling like I was on the verge of puking that I gave up and starting yelling at myself. "ALRIGHT KRISSY IF YOU'RE GOING TO THROW UP JUST DO IT UGH COME ON BODY LET'S GET THIS OVER WITH >:|" So I did. I only live forty-five minutes away from my college, so my mom ended up driving me back on Monday morning for class. I felt kind of blah in general, but was okay for the most part. Awesome! I thought. Soon I will be better. WRONG
That night my jaw/ear started aching. WTF. I thought. WHAT THE SHIT IS THIS. But eventually it went away so I decided it was just some lingering fever stuff going on. WRONG AGAIN
On Tuesday I woke up feeling much better, although my voice was completely shot. My roommate went to work that afternoon so I was all alone in my dorm, trying desperately to work on my paper for English when suddenly, at five my ear and jaw started hurting again, this time on the opposite side. Arghlkjg I thought. Why body? Why!? I took some painkillers and tried to ignore it. I called my mom to complain and she told me to go see the medical care place on campus. Which was closed. Well fuck that shit I thought angrily. Can't even fucking stay open until six o'clock whatever. My mom and I talked some more and came to the conclusion that I had an ear infection from my cold, which was...from...my fever....ajsdkljg I don't know. Eventually my roommate got home around seven-ish, and she was hungry, so I was trying to decide if I felt like could eat something. At this point my jaw and ear were throbbing and it hurt a really fucking lot...Sara and I talked about seeing medical people--she looked up an urgent care place online, since we both agreed that this was not Emergency Room material--but I decided even though my face hurt I would wait until the next day to go in and that Sara and I would go eat. Then...thirty seconds later I decided no, no that was not going to happen because MY FACE HURT SO BAD UGH UGHGHLKDJ :( So off to Urgent Care we went.
Sara and I arrived at the hospital and we could not find any signs for Urgent Care, so we went in the front doors hoping there would be someone sitting at the reception desk to help us. THERE WASN'T. IN FACT, THERE WAS NO ONE ANYWHERE. s;kldjg so creepy :( It was like...eight o'clock at this point, and I guess the only part of the hospital that is open that late is the Emergency Room. Faced with an empty hospital, Sara and I wandered around trying to find the ER (WE DID NOT SEE ANYONE ON OUR WAY THERE, AND IT WAS AT LEAST A 10 MINUTE WALK...well okay, maybe more like 5. But still. lskaosieg SO CREEPY.) So finally we arrive at the ER and lo! There is a lady sitting at a desk! OH THANK GOD we yelled more or less and ran up to her. HELLO WHERE IS URGENT CARE?? She gave us a very blank look and said "Urgent Care closes at eight. Only the ER is open now."
..... I said.
..... Sara said.
Since we were already there and my face still hurt we stayed, especially since there were only two other people in there anyway. So I finally got called, and after answering a whole bunch of questions and a throat swab to test for strep a doctor came in and was like YUP YOU HAVE AN EAR INFECTION :D HERE HAVE SOME PILLS. Woo. Said Sara and I. Awejorapwo9e so much effort just to get a diagnosis I already knew and some medicine T_T And to keep us entertained while we were waiting, there was some CRAZY DUDE in one of the other rooms who...kept on yelling about how he had to piss...and how he was going to do it right there!! he didn't care if it wasn't the bathroom, he had to piss so bad!! He...was kind of scary...
Wednesday morning I woke up with my left eye crusted shut. WTFFFFF I thought in anger. But it didn't itch, and after talking to my roommate the medical genius, we decided it wasn't pink eye. Probably. So I went to class and coughed and hacked and was generally pathetic. Then I called my parents to complain some more, who told me to go see the medical people because a) pink eye does not necessarily involve itching and b) my job involves 38 first graders vs. Me, so getting pink eye is uh, really bad. So the next day I went to the medical people, who informed me that I had pink eye more or less. My thoughts at that moment: (approximately) JESUS I HOPE THIS IS IT GOD WHAT ELSE CAN I GET---CANCER!?Then they gave me eye drops.
Anyway, to sum up, HERE ARE ALL THE FUN ILLNESSES I HAD/HAVE AT THE MOMENT:
- fever
- cough
- sore throat
- ear infection
- pink eye
AWESOME
MY NEXT POST WILL NOT BE ABOUT MY MEDICAL PROBLEMS, I SWEAR :( askglsj;dg I'm sorry guys. It's just. I AM SO FULL OF RAGE ABOUT THIS. WTH BODY.