I was dragged back to the Urgent Care Unit today.
And then they had the nerve to have me wait three hours before they could see me.
When I got in, and they re-examined me, and it turns out everything the first doctor had said was wrong.
So everything that is ACCTUALLY wrong with me was just getting worse by each day I was taking the antibioics the first doctor have me.

Turns out that the whole right hand side of the back of my mouth/top of my throat is collapsing forward, and that is what is causing me to not be able to talk or swallow, and barely breathe.

So Dr. Drever, (coincidence one letter off from my name?) called up a ET&N specialist, and explained it all to her.
Apparently they have seen this before, but it is rare.
And mine is apparently "pretty impressive", as thay haven't seen one this bad in a long time.
The specialist has stated that they need to get me on so HEAVY antibiotics (different then the ones I was previously on), and if it wasn't noticeably better by friday, they are going to need to do a surgery in order to drain and remove whatever is causing this.

...great?

They needed to start administering the antibiotics right away, so they needed to put me on IV today.
I needed a painkiller IV, the antibiotic IV, and a base IV to make sure the antibiotics didn't make my stomache spasm and whatnot.
I fell asleep sometime during the drip, it was a little after dad got there.
All I wanted to stay awake for was knowing that he was there incase something went wrong.

When I left today, they gacve me three prescriptions.
Metoclopramide
Clindamycin and
Tylenol #3.

I need to be taking one of them every four hours.
The other I need to take three times daily.
And the T3's I need to be taking as often as it hurts, which right now seems as soon as the previous t3's wear off.

I am CONSTANTLY having bad stomache cramps or something, as I have no food in my tummi and WAY to many drugs tossed in there since saturday.

And this is my day today.
So my schedual for AT LEAST the next 10 days is staying awake from 11am to 5am, and sleeping from 5am to 11am.
Cause I'm not allowed to miss one dose, and I know I can't go baack to sleep at 5am if I sleep from 11pm to 5am.

This is shitty.

I hope I'm at least a little better for tommorrow.
I hear Jen's gonig to be in town soon?

I hope I'm really better by Friday.
I miss my girls, and I don't want a surgery.

I hope I'm lots and lots better for this weekend so I can go camping with my Naknownie's side of the fam.

And work MUST think I'm some sort of sick prone idiot.
They are probably just WAITING for me to quit.

But that's alright.
I don't think I want to be there anymore anyways.
I think I'm just going to completely save my paychecks for the next month and a half or two, and then I'm heading to New York for about a week and a half.
There is a piercing school I need to get to there.

I just have these plans, and I'm not going to be happy unless I at least try doing that I think I'd be happy doing.

Oh boy oh boy oh boy.

I'm going to call mom tommorrow.
Dope.

xoChelsee.

yesterday - tomorrow