I have been to the ER twice in the last week. The first time because of strept, like I previously posted about, and last night because I was so dehydrated. I had been dealing with cold sweats all day, but I decided it was just a fever breaking and my body's way of healing itself. Around 8 I was watching a documentary on Katrina with the team and I got really hot and really dizzy and I felt like I was going to vomit. I walked to the bathroom and I wish someone were there to count how many times I dropped the eff bomb. I knew I was going to pass out, and I did. Right before though, I somehow managed to call Kari's phone and she came to the bathroom and got me.
So poor paige had to spend another long night in the ER with me. They gave me an iv to rehydrate and put some no-more-nausea drugs in it then did some blood work which came back positive for Mono.
SO, now I have a doctors note for a week off work. I'm pissed. The only reason I'm not letting myself get too worked up about it is because we leave friday to back to Vicksburg and all I will be doing is sitting in trainings and meetings so I won't be loosing hours. But I haven't worked at all this week and I hate it. Our team is already down a member because Aaron blew out his acl while playing soccer and now I'm down and out. I know I need to sleep or it will get worse, but I can't stop thinking about everyone else having to pick up my slcak.
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| Visit number one... |
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| Visit number two... |
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