boo boo

yesterday i spent the majority of my day in the emergency room. my back had started hurting me the night before and the pain quickly progressed to serious discomfort by around 12/1p.m. i left work and by the time i got off the blue line at division, i was having trouble breathing because it hurt so bad. i had to talk to myself to stay calm enough to make the walk home. by the time i got back to the apartment, i was in tears. i tried to lay down but it made it worse. my mother advised me to go to the emergency room, so i drove myself there alone. i was there around 5 hours.

it was not a nice hospital, but it was the closest. it was freezing and all i had was a sheet and no pillow. no one told me what to do or where to go, so i was wandering around hyperventilating for a good 1/2 hour. when a woman finally came out to see me, she asked if i was having contractions and how far along i was. i was ready to freaking kill her until she explained that someone had called and told her a pregnant girl my age was supposed to come in with shortness of breath and cramping, which is what it looked like i was experiencing.

the doctor just told me i had a knot the size of a tennis ball in my back below my ribcage, which was making it hard for my to breathe. they did x-rays, but didn't find anything else wrong. he gave me a script for motrin and vicodin and sent me home. the vicodin is helping somewhat, but i'm still in mild discomfort constantly. it's really irritating and making it hard for me to sleep.

thank god today is friday.