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| Oh, Canada... |
  | Around 3:30am yesterday I woke up to what I thought was a runny nose. Ten minutes later I realized it was a bloody nose. I plugged it up, and decided while I was waiting for it to stop to put my clothes from the washer to the dryer.
I put about two things in the dryer and then I got horrible chest pains and my left arm went seriously cold and numb. I went upstairs and woke up my dad to make sure he calls 911 if I got any worse. I sat down, and as I sat, I felt myself getting really lightheaded. I drank some water, but it didn't help right away. A few minutes later I could feel myself fading out. Everything was going black, and my stomach felt like it was turning inside out.
I muttered 'call 911' in a raspy voice as this happened. My dad asked 'what?' and I whispered '9...11.' He just sat there. He was gonna let me fade out... My own dad...
Luckily, about 10 minutes later (or what felt like it), consciousness came back. At this point, it's about 4:30, and my last day of work until Monday. I knew I had to get sleep, because calling out a day before a long break, especially when you're not salaried yet, is not a good idea. The bad thing is, I kept randomly relapsing into panic attack mode.
I got really emotional around 5, propped up in my bed, trying to sleep. I sent a few texts out. Got a few responses. At 5am that's expected. One person asked how I was doing later. Just one.
I had my dad drive me to work with a tissue in my nose, because it started bleeding again as I was trying to leave. That car ride hurt like hell. I was so scared I was going to relapse again. I'm so thankful I didn't.
Work went okay. I drank plenty of water. Didn't eat too much sugar or salt (out of all the food there for the 'holiday party'). I kept feeling a little bit dizzy and not quite all there at random points, but it still went okay. 3pm we decided to cut out early. An absolute plus. My aunt drove my car over, and I drove her to her house alright.
Driving home was a b***h, though. I notice s**tty drivers more when there's nothing to distract me. I don't understand why a*****es with large vehicles insist on driving on little back roads, especially when they're icy. I almost got driven off the road like three times on my way home. I was hoping so badly that I could keep my cool, so I didn't relapse. It sucked.
I watched like a few hours of TV, then went to sleep around 7 to make up for getting not enough sleep. I'm tired from sleeping too much at this point, but that's alright. I have 6 days to wake up. :)
Point is, I'm taking it easy. I can't afford to go to the hospital, because I don't have insurance.
I wish I lived in Canada.
America's hat seems so much better than this careless s**t hole of a dying country. Eh? :D
| | Posted: December 24,2008 at 08:21 | Read 75 times | 0 comments | Leave Comment |
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