18 April 2005

When she was good, she was very, very good...

I came home on Thursday because I had a cold all last week. They sent me home from my internship. I have no voice. I have coughed up 38% of my right lung. I was telling Tara (or my mom--I talk to both of them a lot) about how if I didn't feel better in the morning, I was going to doctor. I went to bed around 11:30.

At 1:30 I woke up. I felt like someone had stabbed me repeatedly in the abdomen. With a pool cue. O woke up my mom and after having to answer several really awkward questions in the most awkward way possible to my mom who was on the phone with the HMO healthline, I changed into jeans and we went to the ER.

For those playing along at home, this is my 4th visit to the ER in roughly two months. After nearly kicking my mom in the face in a spasm and giving the entire ER a show (I had my gown on wrong) the doctor came over, assessed me and ordered some tests.

Two pelvics, 1.5 liters of saline, and ultrasound, a lot of morphine and 6 hours later, I was on my way home... WIH A CYST THE WIDTH OF MY HAND on my ovary. Once again for the kids at home, an ovary is approximately the size of a WALNUT!

It was not pleasant when the Morphine wore of. There was screaming, kicking, crying and swearing. I nearly punched through the windshield of my mom's camry at a traffic light.

I honestly don't think I'm capable of having something as simple as a cold. My body just likes to send me a big "Fuck you" every once in a while.

Thanks, Body. Fuck you too.
pelvics, 1.5 liters of saline, and ultrasound, a lot of morphine and 6 hours later, I was on my way home... WIH A CYST THE WIDTH OF MY HAND on my ovary. Once again for the kids at home, an ovary is approzimately the size of a WALNUT!

It was not pleasant when the Morphine wore of. There was screaming, kicking, crying and swearing. I nearly punched throuh the windsheild of my mom's camry at a traic light.

I honestly don't think I'm capable of having something as simple as a cold. My body just likes to send me a big "Fuck you" every once in a while.

Thanks, Body. Fuck you too.

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