Some of you already know I have this illness, but some of you don't.
About once every year or so, I get a "virus" where I vomit up everything, then dry heave, get dehydrated, and if not treated, die 3 days later. :P
So we went to the hospital...get an IV and put the usual medicine in me.
But for some odd reason, the medicine I've been using for the past 10 years didn't do the trick. Even at maximum dosages. And a plus, I had to be put on oxygen.
So they gave me a new medicine, had to go almost to the maximum with that. While I was dozing off, there was talk of admitting me to the hospital. Then it seemed like a minute later, I was in a wheelchair ready to be taken home.
But most of that is from what mom told me. I don't remember much from it, because I kept falling asleep. Weirdly enough, I was having these strange dreams with Muhammad Hassan (a wrestler on Raw), but I can't recall anymore than that.
This happened right after I got home from school too. :P Had a bad day too.
My mom had to call my work, saying I couldn't do anything Saturday or Sunday. So I spent Saturday in bed, dozing off, tossing and turning. My brothers came to see me when they heard of what happened.
They are so sweet. They know this happens to me every so often, but they still come to see me anyway, to make sure I'm all right.
So Sunday, I was just aching all over. All I did was stay and watch some movies in my room cause I could barely stand up.
And now, I'm off to school.
There goes my weekend... XD