Ugh... so, on Sunday night, my parents brought me home dinner from Taco Time (like Taco Bell only... ew) and I already hate mexican food, so mexican FAST food is like the bane of my existence. I ate it anyway.
then, I began to feel nauseous around 9:30pm and went to bed, hoping to sleep it off (or burp/fart it out, like I usually do since it's usually just gas). However, at about midnight, my body decided it couldn't take it anymore and I ran to the bathroom.
D'you wanna know what the worst feeling in the world is?
Sh*ttin' uncontrollably in the can while leaning to the side and puking up two pounds of stomach contents into the bathtub. Yeah, that was me. =_= The whole f*ckin' burrito I'd ate earlier... yuck.
Sorry about that visual/thought. But, it's true.
Well, after that was over, I actually felt a little better and went back to bed, shivering. Then, around 1:45 am, I got up and did the same thing. Jeeze! You'd think ONCE would be enough! Apparently, karma was the enemy!
Anyway, after the second attack, I was too weak and tired to move, so I began to yell for my mom, who got my dad and they picked me up to move me to my room. However, in the middle of the move, I completely passed out and that's when my mom decided she was taking me to the Emergency Room. Before we left, I got sick one last time (making my dad scramble around my room looking for my trash can) but after that, I was able to hold it all down.
We got to the ER and they wheeled me in (and, to be honest, that was the best I felt, just sittin' in the wheelchair, and being in motion with it being nice and cold outside). Then, they placed me in a small room in a tiny bed and hooked me up to some fluids via I.V. And, thus, I spent three hours in there, waiting for the doctor to finish with other patients before he could get to me. I hadn't slept in almost 24 hours by this time and I tried to sleep in that little bed, but it was... not fun.
Around 8pm I was let out. I could then stand without getting dizzy and by that time, all I wanted was to go home.
So, I got home around 8:30 and fell asleep for the rest of the day.
However, after three hours of pumping liquids into me, all I do is sh*t water... it's not fun. I'm hoping to fix that by finally eating something solid today. And, I smell like the ass-end of a circus, but I'm gonna take a bath too.
My god, all I want now is my boyfriend... I just want someone to hold me. TT^TT
I should be back in school tomorrow.
Thanks for reading!
~Yosei~
