a tale of my adventure at the hospital

hopefully to never be repeated. =P not fun.

SO! yesterday morning I wake up to find that my period has started (yes, bluntness). same old stuff, thought that the pain was just from the cramps and whatnot. ya? wrong. I took some ibuprofen to see if the pain would go away, but it didn't, so I ended up squirming on the floor in my room, trying to find some relief. finally my mother came home from picking my brother up at band, and I tell her I feel sick, so we go see if I can sleep in her bed (nice comfy water bed). we get a bucket because I feel nauseous, AND! I throw up about 4-5 times before we go to the doctor. doc goes and does her thing, thinks I have appendicitis (sp? wth?), and send me to the E.R. great. first experience with the hospital since I was 4. >.< anyways, I go, they do a bunch of tests, I keep throwing up (just bile by now, since my stomach is completely empty). when they're about to send me home (because the throwing up had slowed down), I throw up AGAIN! leading to the decision that I spend the night at the hospital.

definitely did NOT want that to happen. so I throw a fit to my parents, I cry, and I eventually go to sleep about 12:30. mrawr. wake up again every two or so hours, wake up at 4, and watch a movie (it's really hard to sleep at the hospital. unfamiliar ceilings, wot). I proceed to eat breakfast (and keep it in my stomach this time!!!), and sleep some more. my mom came to hang out with me until they let me go, which was right after lunch.

and now I'm home. good stuff.

was it an interesting experience? yes, yes it was. would I want to do it again? no, definitely not.