Stuff and Things

Well, it wasn’t so much the first half of the week; the hell started about Thursday around midnight or so. I won’t get into that part in detail, but if someone really wants to know, you know my address. Anyway, besides that late-night incident, I thought nothing else was wrong, But when Thursday morning rolled around, I was dizzy, my head hurt, and what little vision I had was almost completely gone. I could tell the windows were open, and I knew that I should be seeing light pouring through them, but all I could see were dim lighted areas where the windows were. By the time my mom got back from work, things had gotten worse. I was so dizzy, I needed to either lean against or hold on to somebody/something, or I felt like I was going to fall down. My vision problems had also worsened a bit. I was given a glass of water and apple juice, but that didn’t help much. My mom also said I was breathing really fast, but I didn’t notice that all that much. Finally, my mom decided to call the nurse hotline, and they told her to drive me over to the emergency room, so we did. I had to hang onto her all the way out to the van. Once we got there, though, a hospital worker took me into the building in a wheelchair. They got me signed in, my paperwork, medical insurance cards and such checked out, and also checked my blood pressure, heart rate and all that. After my mom got home, she checked my temp a few times before we left for the ER, and the thermometer showed it to be around 104. Anyway, my heart rate was indeed high. Around 160, in fact. Later, when my mom asked the doctor what a normal heart rate was, and he said 90-100, or something close to that. For the next few hours, not much happened. Nurses and a doctor went in and out, I got a lot of tests done, I had an IV put in, and eventually… At almost 1:00 AM, I was given a room. Surprisingly, I was able to sleep, even though the bed was so uncomfortable, especially because every thirty seconds or so, it would start humming, and then adjust itself somehow, maybe air pressure in the bed or something. I could feel the bed moving under me. When I woke up in the morning, I felt a lot better, and my vision had
returned. They served breakfast, French toast, scrambled eggs, bacon, milk, juice and coffee. I wondered why they were
giving so much food at once, especially because some of it was so sugary. Then one of the nurse’s assistants came in and took my blood sugar, and it was 283. I thought to myself… “Um… Maybe you should’ve checked it *before* I had breakfast? Duh?” My blood pressure and heart rate had calmed down during the night, and I was breathing slower. I really didn’t do all
that much until lunch… Just did nothing much in that uncomfortable bed while watching the history channel to kill time.
My dad came over to see me, and that was fun, I suppose. He left when lunch was served. Again, it was an abnormally large portion for someone who had just been pretty sick for the last day or so. They were going to put in another IV, because the
first one I had started to fall out when I had to use the restroom. They poked me in four different locations on my arms, trying to find a vein, but to no avail. I’ve been used to getting my blood drawn every six months or so, but those needles
aren’t very painful. Whatever needle they were using for the IV hurt like hell. Luckily my mom showed up before they could try for the fifth time, and the doctor on duty thought I was ready to go home, and wrote the discharge papers. Again, they had someone push me out to the van in a wheelchair, even though I wasn’t nearly as dizzy as I had been the night before. Oh well. The rest of that day was mainly spent lying in bed, listening to Audible books on my BookSense that I had just received that Wednesday, just before the problems started. Saturday was about the same, just lying in bed till about 11:15, then getting up and getting ready for a get-together I wanted to go to later that afternoon. It was a lot of fun… We had homemade chicken wings, burgers, sweet corn, chips and dip. The other people at the get-together either had beer or sodas, but since I had just been discharged from hospital, I took sweet tea instead, probably the safest thing I could drink other
than water. They had their guide dogs there as well. One was retired, the other two were their working dogs, and the only other guest had a guide dog as well. They put their dogs in their kennels and let the other dog walk up to them at first, but nothing bad happened, so they let them all out. It was funny to listen to them running around this big yard, chasing each other and stuff like that. Eventually it got late, and the mosquitoes started biting, so we went inside. About 20 minutes after that, the other guest left, and a further 40-50 minutes after that, my ride showed up, and I left as well.
I was supposed to go to church today, but I wasn’t feeling up to it, so I slept in. After my mom and her boyfriend got back from church, I got up and got ready to go to the Minnesota State Fair. It was a *lot* of walking, but over all, it was
pretty great. I didn’t eat a lot of food or go on a lot of rides as usual, but I still had fun.

Well, this is the first time I’ve been on the computer since Wednesday, and I’m just starting to get back into everything. Caught up on e-mails, but I’m not even going to try and catch up on all the tweets I missed, since there are so many of them. Oh well. I still don’t feel 100%, but I think I’m getting there.