So I guess not everyone I know goes to Mops, and therefor you have fragmented stories! Let me set the record straight... :) A little graphic-gross, be warned.
I had been having a migraine since Sunday. Oh, back up. Two months ago I stopped buying my outrageously expensive migraine pills, and started using Tylenol and oxycodone instead. It worked so-so and slowly, but it seemed to be ok. So anyway, I had a headache that kept getting worse until Tuesday morning, and I was told to go to the ER.
My sweet Mops friend Chantel drove me, on her way to Mops that morning. (Hence, all of Mops knew the story!) I am pretty sure I dry-heeved out the car door the entire way to the hospital. When we got there, they asked my pain level, and for the first time in my life, I said 10. Keep in mind I have had three children without epidurals and cancer... So it was sort of intense. :) They took me into the hospital right away. Awesome hint: to avoid long waits at the ER, vomit in the triage area non-stop and claim a 10 for pain, Should work beautifully!
From there I got an IV, and at least nine medications that I can remember, including some heavy duty stuff. Nothing seemed to be working longer than five minutes, and the "retching" continued for many hours while Frank held my hand (and kindly tied up the back of my gown now and then). I should mention I did have pants on, sheesh, people!
They did a CT scan to rule out anything serious, and it was fine. Eventually I suggested "how about my regular migraine medication?" Since they don't stock it at the hospital, Frank went out to buy it. After a little while, it started working. By that time they had decided to keep me overnight.
My neighbors in the hospital were horrible! Horrible!! I have never heard such racist comments or language in my life! I really didn't know that still existed, and I was so disgusted. I only wish I had been a little more 'together' to confornt and/or punch them. So Amanda, Collin, and the oh-so-elegant Aunt Margaret - if you are out there, You Disgust Me! You are so ignorant and offensive it is beyond my imagination. PS- too bad security caught you, Amanda, when you snuck out to smoke and there was a CODE ROAM. They should have locked you out.
I digress.
Anyway, I went home Wednesday afternoon, was spoiled by my ever-generous friends with offers of help, prayers, meals delivered while I was gone, and meals once I was home. You guys really are wonderful and self-less, and I am so thankful to be a part of 'us'. Its so nice to know your true friends. I have so many. :) Clarified: Outside of Mops too! Sorry, that is what I meant to begin with. :) I am such a girl, I re-think everything I say, whether someone would take it incorrectly. Except you Amanda, I really just don't like you. Sorry.
And that's that! I am home. I took Jenson to school in my pajamas this morning. Not because I am sick, but because that is normal behavior for me. :) Today I am still taking it easy and going for a massage to try to work out some of my migraine causes. And then I'm done. Let's not do it again anytime soon.
Now, sweet friends, who wants to be first in line for paybacks? I can do some pretty good baking (mint fudge anyone?) and also specialize in Portobello Ravioli. Just let me know, I'll start a list. I love you guys. :)
(Photo courtesy of Mady's broken arm trip to the ER last spring. We like to hang out there, keeps us interesting). Here's how you know I was really sick - I didn't even think to bring my camera!
PS- I just categorized my post under travels. I crack myself up sometimes.