like to hell and back yall

I am writing to you from my hospital bed. Since this is about me talking about myself and my misadventure full of madness - well this one.

Sorry. Im on the bberry. And im too lazy to check for spelling

I don't remember much of yesterday, but according to my sister and parents - i was a mess. They heard me cough from my room, what sounded more like a death cough and soon after they heard my puppy cry, which was strange to them. They ran up to my room and found my dog licking my face and sort of bitting my lip to try to wake me up. Let me tell ya, my parents are both docs and i guess when they have to deal with their own kids being extremely sick it puts another feeling in them. My dad picked me up and drove to the ER and i was awake at some point. - rememeber telling my nurse not to worry, let my mom do everythingn all the shots would be fine. Then my mother said that my entire body turned frigid cold and my completely white. Of course my dad freaked out and left my mom with me along with the other docs.

Fast foward (it was about 10am when i got to the ER) its 9pm and none of the meds are kicking in. It all started with an asthma attack - weezing, coughing, having trouble to breathe. But the docs were still unsure - my xrays pointed out some inflamation in my right lung and some major infection which may have cause some bacterial damage to my lungs. Which leaves me with just one lung to function. Last night i was intubated to the max. My parents were freaking out, the doctors were freaking out and i on the other hand, kept saying desperate housssewiiiife finale...fuck. Take me home.. Bring the oxygen, i'll be fine.

But in reality, i was shitting in my pants. My parents are very calm people, and seeing them all worried, my mom strocking my arm because i was in so much pain, and having my dad telling me that i am a champ. I teared, i teared alot.

I woke up this morning, with my mom next to me and a nurse trying to draw some more blood- now my freakin arm is blue. I am doing a lot better. I dont need all the extra oxygen, so im only on my nasal oxygen thingy, and every four hrs i have my treatments for my lungs. And 6 times a day i gotta have a lady check out my tits and vag - i am being violated.

I should be here for the next few days, my intern came in this morning so that we can work on my clients and my boss is being a dad and checking in.

I have to admit here, i have never been in so much pain in my life. But i am a big girls, and girls dont cry. Truthfully, i may be writing this now, and you dont see me because i am obviously very far away but behind me typing and telling you this, i am as scared as anyone would be.

Dont worry, im not dying -yet. Hahaha. The priest guy came in this morning and said a little prayer for my gay soul.

Btw, the nurses and docs kept asking if i were pregnant and my mother who was vry cranky said "my daughter is gay, she's'catholic, can we move on please!!!

Until then- ciao

4 comments:

    HOLY crap. feel better :(
    ps: GO MOM!

    Thank you honeyy!!

    On May 26, 2007 at 6:02 PM Anonymous said...

    I'm sorry to hear that you are feeling bad hun, keep us updated! And feel better soon.

    Muffin - Thank you!!!