Straight from the (Jack)Ass' mouth

vertigo and delusions...

last wednesday i had a surreal trip to st. luke's emergency room. i had started the day off on the wrong unsteady foot struggling to wake up at 530 for my mwf morning date with the Thou at the chapel down the street. at about 645 i was not in any good shape to have breakfast but i trudged on to continue my day in school for a 930am class and a 130pm philo quiz.

but 45 minutes in school was enough. i was about to puke and/or faint and i had called in the cavalry to end my misery and pick me up. from school i was driven to my mom's office and an hour and a half later we were finally on our way to the ER.

upon arrival i went through the usual questions... "have you been stressed?" uhm, no. "been really tired recently?" not really... etc. ad nauseam. went through some hand-eye coordination tests and was told that physically and neurologically i was alright. i got an ECG and was pricked for my glucose.

i was diagnosed with vertigo and i was prescribed something for it and sent home. it was 230pm. my philo class must just have ended. i had just gotten an F. oh well. the medicine was kicking in. feeling a bit better. an F perhaps but things could've be worse...

and they were.

waking from a nap i had a splitting headache, the vertigo (or whatever it was that had sent my world spinning and my stomach twisting) had returned with a vengeance, and i had a 38-degree fever. my appetite was non-existent and i was dehydrated.

things were getting worse.

i was back in st. luke's ER by 630 with my mom. again. this time they had me on a gurney. i swear i was burning up and feeling cold at the same time. tilting my head to either side would induce a gag reflex thwarted only by the fact that i had nothing in my stomach. i could barely focus. my head throbbed dully. my ears was assaulted by the beeping machines, the PA system, the footsteps, and the screaming patients.

it was a terrible ordeal. the gurneys were separated by curtains and through my disease-bleared sense of hearing i made out bits and pieces of chatter. on one side i had an old woman with god know's what going on with her kidneys. there was a man who seemed to have had a run in with some food poisoning. a woman was getting ob-gyne'd or at least talking alot about her privates with a doctor. and my favorite was a woman who seemed to have been going out of her mind and was having a verbal spat with the doctor as she was bemoaning (and wailing and crying) her whatever-her-problem was.

anyway i was given a couple of advils or tylenols and was made to drink what felit like 10 gallons of water. by 10pm i was feeling relatively better.

so what of it? 3 good things happened despite this terrible day.
1.) my mom was right there through it all. she was about as tired as i was but she kept on. aaaaw.
2.) my dad came back from the province and was around until breakfast of the next day just to check up on me. double aaaaw.
3.) in my delusional state one of the nurses who took a sample of my blood actually looked like the girl in the coke commercial with whom i have a current huge crush on. hahahaha.

whatever happens... silver linings.

posted by Peejay @ 1/30/2005 09:29:00 PM