That "sanitary" smell
The impending doom of needles
All that poking and prodding of cold instruments would make anyone uncomfortable
The amount of time and energy it takes. (today was especially horrible)
The confusion you feel the whole time
And, of course, those idiot people who get all showered and nice-looking just to go to the doctor!
Sorry if you're one of those people, I'm not making any personal jabs, I just hate how you don't even look sick. It's like, did you really need to come to the doctor today or is that cough totally exaggerated? Yeah, and here I am, lookin like CRAP because honestly, I feel like I could involuntarily fall over at any moment. True story. I don't have time or energy or an ounce of care in my body to even shower today. I showered yesterday and THAT seemed like a milestone to me. Also, I ate three crackers this morning, which was also a HUGE feat considering I can't keep anything down. okay, I'm done. Here's a visual:
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| Yes, they made me wear a mask. Yes, there's a cheesy sad face under there.. |
So, I went there at 11 and explained all my symptoms and they promptly saw me! Not bad for just walking in. They gave me the mask took my fever temperature and let the doctor come bombard me with questions. She then determined, "You are so dry" that's the nice way of saying "dehydrated and slowly shriveling up". So she demanded an IV!!
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| Ugh, how I hated the sight of this. |
And not just one.. I was REALLY dehydrated. I got THREE bags to soak up! Guess what time I left? 5 PM. Yup, SIX WHOLE HOURS of my day just laying around texting people and playing games on my ipod and being fed crackers and Gatorade. Super fun, lemme tell ya.
Every time I stood up to go to the bathroom I felt so dizzy and achy.. I wanted to die. And I wanted my mom, and dad, and sister, and brothers. All of whom texted me or had something to say on the matter (word gets around very quickly in my family) :)
Finally, I was released and they allowed me to walk by myself out to my car. It was head-throbbing, mind-numbingly painful at first, but I got through and made it home safe. I was so hungry by this time that I was excited to eat. Unfortunately, everything ended up tasting funny (maybe cause I still have that "sick taste" in my mouth) and I couldn't eat more than 4 grapes and a few spoons of yoghurt. And then I sat up and stuff came up and I quickly lost my appetite again.
So, for now, I'm just gonna focus on keeping up my fluids so that I don't continue to deteriorate and maybe one day I will be able to eat again. Thank goodness for Club crackers otherwise I would be a goner..
Moral to this story? Illnesses are a vicious circle. I got sick with a fever and tried to sleep it off so I wasn't eating or drinking because of all the sleeping. However, the fever was burning up my fluids and I was getting so weak that it hurt even to lift my head to drink some water. So I didn't drink enough cause it took too much effort. Then I lost my appetite (also because of the vomiting) and everything spiraled out of control. So now I'm drinking a TON even if it doesn't appeal to me or sounds gross. I have to. And I'm eating whatever little I can keep down.
Now I just have to decide if I'm going to class tomorrow hahah!!
