When it rains, it pours!

You guys know that saying, when it rains it pours? I have really found that expression to be true. First, my car was in the hospital (the Saturn dealership), then I had to go to the hospital (the actual hospital).

Last night around midnight, I started to feel very ill. I thought it would just go away, but a little before 2 AM I was in so much pain I felt I had no choice but to go to the hospital. And trust me, this is not something I normally even consider, no matter how sick I am. But the pain in my stomach was so intense I felt I'd better go.

The thing about the emergency room that I've always found funny (not haha funny) is that no matter how much pain you're in, they make you sit there at registration and answer questions like you're just there for a routine appointment.

Desk person: "What's your date of birth?"
Me, confused and in pain, "What? Oh....(gives date)"
Desk person: "What's your address?"
Me, not able to remember address because of pain, "Uh.......what was the question?"

I can't really complain though because they got me in pretty quickly. Then the tests began. I don't even know what all they tested me for, but I know that some of those tests are pointless - like the pregnancy test. They never believe you when you say you're sure you're not pregnant. I didn't even know it, but it turns out that was one of the things they tested me for. The lady in the x-ray room told me that she could do the x-rays because the pregnancy test came back negative. Doi!!

At one point I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and decided I'd better fix my ponytail if I wanted to look presentable. Have you guys ever tried fixing your ponytail with an I.V. in the inside of your elbow? Youch!! I gave up on that. I figured I wouldn't see anyone I knew anyway. A little bit later, a familiar face peeked around the curtain of my room and said, "Elizabeth?" It was my old friend Kendall, who I hadn't seen in years. She was there with someone and had seen me being wheeled by on my way back from x-rays. She stayed for awhile and talked, and it was a nice distraction. I hope she didn't notice my messy ponytail.

Well anyway, after many tests, x-rays, and some morphine (which didn't help), I got the news about my stomach. It's nothing to be scared about - I've always had stomach problems. I'm on a new medicine now and should be totally better soon. Today I feel like I got punched directly in the stomach last night, but I'm doing much better. Needless to say, I hope this "rain" lets up soon!