Feb 18, 2005 01:06
So, heres my day.
Woke up at 5:30. Got a lot of blood taken. Today was the first of the series.
Went to school, blah, lach, blah.
Got home from school, felt like shit.
Bout 9:45 Tracy takes me home, and my dad takes me straight to the ER.
It felt like my whole stomach was going to explode. Mostly my kidneys though.
Sat in the waiting room till 10:45.
Went in, waited another long time.
The doctor basically made my stomach into his little play thing.
Nurse comes in. Time for a unralisis.
Come back and hand her my cup of steeming piss. Lovly how I put it huh.
Got MORE blood taken. Thats 2 fucking times..in 1 day.
Wait till 11:45ish.
Got x-rays done. Had to lay on the table for a while...that cold, steel table...naked,,,
Get back to my dad sitting in my little cubicle.
Sat there...
Well sir, we can't find anything in your physical exam, or your x-rays.
NEXT, hes like, "Well, got some bad news. You have an extremely high white blood cell count, meaning that you have an infection...somewhere...but we don't know where...sorry..."
"Heres some narcotics, it will make you feel better.."
"Oh thanks doc..."
"Heres some more, I'll write you a prescription for more..."
So, right now I am insane...on a narcotic...and I'm seeing shit, and I'm telling myself its not real, but thats hard...
So I'm out...Good night mother fuckers.....
I'm sure I'll clarify this later.