So. I ended up in the hospital the other day. Surprised? Good. Not surprised? Shame on you.A combination of nausea, stomach aches, showers of cold sweat and a general state of "god damn I'm tired", made my end up in the local "emergency room", doctors on duty out of hours. He ran some tests and said I didn't have anything to worry about, but if I began to throw up or have worse pains, I should contact them again. And lo and behold; I did. So they sent me to a hospital 80 mins away (in a cab!), in case my appendix was about to make explode or something to that effect.
They decided I was to stay there over night under observation, in case I got worse. Hence commenced the waiting. They also put a Venflon in my arm, in case I needed medicine or intravenous ... uhm, stuff. Just want to point out that this is a damn uncomfortable thing to have in your arm. And gives you a very gross feeling when they hook you up to the intravenous... ehm, thing, and you feel the lower part of your arm go cold.
I was finally wheeled into a room with two other women at 03.15, I was tired, nauseous and still in pain. And of course both of the horrid old witches started to snore! Then they woke me up at 7 to take my temperature, at 8 to take bloodsamples, and at 9 I was wheeled into the hallway because the ward were in a state of utter chaos with people everywhere. Safe to say I didn't sleep much at all during the day either, with people running around me all the time. Luckily I felt better during the day, and after they didn't find anything wrong on my ultrasound they said I could go home.
When I came home my temperature suddenly went up to 39,2 celcius, my head, joints and throat hurt... *drumroll* Enter; The Flu! My dad and I have a theory that the flu caused the stomach-aches and all the other horrible things too.
Ugh, I'm tired of being sick. Wether it's my back, my stomach, a fever or whatever kinds of shittyness. I wish I could be healthy and do my job.
/stop complaining
