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ahhh....

I hate my eczema... 2/3 of the palm of my right hand flaked off in the middle of English last year...

xP

At least I didn't faint in public...

kimmy123 wrote:

somelia wrote:

waveOSBeta wrote:

peeled your hand? where? Dx

The tips of my fingers. I already said that though. It hurt so much.

I remember when I revived seeing the sponge and how red it was, and then I screamed.

Your mom didn't ever see you when you were fainted?!

No, my mom was the one holding the sponge on my hand when I peeled it.

And then there was the time where I got stung by a wasp. I seriously didn't know I was allergic...

kimmy123 wrote:

somelia wrote:

kimmy123 wrote:

Your mom didn't ever see you when you were fainted?!

No, my mom was the one holding the sponge on my hand when I peeled it.

Did she just stare at you?

No, why?

I was in the ktichen when I peeled my fingertips off. I was in my bedroom when I revived.

My mom also finished peeling the kiwi for me, but by that time I didn't really want to eat it. Dx

what does fainting feel like, anyways? Is it "one moment you're here, the next you're there"?

SpriteMaster wrote:

waveOSBeta wrote:

what does fainting feel like, anyways? Is it "one moment you're here, the next you're there"?

Basically. Like falling asleep.

Do you have dreams when you faint?

kimmy123 wrote:

SpriteMaster wrote:

waveOSBeta wrote:

what does fainting feel like, anyways? Is it "one moment you're here, the next you're there"?

Basically. Like falling asleep.

Do you have dreams when you faint?

I have no idea. You do when you're under anesthesia, but idk about fainting.

somelia wrote:

waveOSBeta wrote:

kimmy123 wrote:

Do you have dreams when you faint?

I have no idea. You do when you're under anesthesia, but idk about fainting.

I've dreamed when I've fainted though I can't remeber them very clearly. I often remember seeing either The Ghost (when I've fainted most recently) or Wilfre (when I was Drawn-to-life-obsessed.)

Eh?

Okay, overly obsessed much?

xD

somelia wrote:

When I'm obsessed with anything, I can't let go until I get obsessed with something

Metoo.

The_Dancing_Donut wrote:

waveOSBeta wrote:

XSpearPillarX wrote:

If you don't feel like reading this, the gist of this story is that I had a ruptured appendix, I had to get surgery, and I was might have been close to death because my electrolytes were low 

The Ruptured Appendix

I had appendicitis, and my dad thought it was just a really bad virus (because it lasted for a few days before I went to the hospital) and I kept complaining my stomach and legs were hurting, and I was throwing up alot. then one sunday evening, I woke up and I couldn't really move without feeling pain, so I slowly got out of the rocking chair to walk to my dad (very slowly and wobbly) and tell him I was feeling pain around my stomach area.
He makes me sit up on the couch to see if it was just the way I was sleeping that made my stomach area hurt. then he made me eat some soup, and I could only eat like 7 spoon fulls of soup, then I go to sleep for the night.

February 7th, 2011

I wake up on Monday morning, and I get worse, i'm still throwing up, and i'm getting weaker and weaker (when going to the restroom, I look in the mirror and notice I look weak and tired, I got alot skinnier, and my tounge is dry and a grayich color). Then my dad comes back from work to take me to the hospital, and after they give me all the tests, they say my appendix is ruptured, and i'll need surgery to get it removed on the same day. I froze when I heard this news, but I stayed calm.

While i'm in the rolling bed thingy, some guys from LeBonheur roll me into an ambulance truck and take me to LeBonheur, and I stay in a room with my dad because we're waiting for the news about when i'm getting appendix removed.

The guy who gives the information about the surgery comes in and he says 7-10 other kids need to get their appendix removed, so I have to wait 'till tommorow to get the surgery (and I can't drink anything in that time (and I'm so freaking thirsty! all i've had is an IV ALL DAY!  ) but I can eat ice chips, which helped just enough. 

it's the next day, around 3:00 or 4:00 something P.M., and the doctors say i'm ready for my surgery. The doctors get my on the tall bed thingy with wheels, and roll me to the lobby for whne your about to get surgery. I wait like 7 minutes with my parents in the lobby, and they say I can pick out a toy to take home, but I'm almost 13! I was like "I'm almost thirteen though, and, umm, I haven't played with a toy in a while" (I tried to be really polite, and lots of the nurses think i'm polite anyhow  ) and the doctor said: "there will probaby be something you like  " and they rolled me into the room with lots of HUGE Toy chests (they were kind of like chests of drawers except the had doors  ) and they roll me past all the toys, I actually see something I actually LIKE, and it was a magnetic dart board, haven't had one of those yet 

They open the door, take it out, and give it to me, then when I'm back in the lobby, I give it to my parents. After like a minute, this lady with a shot comes and asks if im ready, and I say yes, so she injects the shot in my IV thingy, and after a few seconds, I start to feel foggy, then they roll me to the surgical spot somewhere not in sight, and the next thing I remember, I wake up with my eyes closed and im feeling really tired (plus my throat was hurting a little bit for some bizzare reason but I later found out they stuck tubes down my mouth and into my lungs so they could pump oxygen in my lungs  ), I try to open my eyes, and I manage to open them for like a second at a time.

While they are rolling back to my room, my mom and dad asks how I feel, and I say my throat is hurting a little, and i'm really tired. A little later, i'm back in my room and they put me back in my bed, and some of my family is there, and I manage to open my eys for some seconds and say hi to them, then I close my eys and I can hear and see bright lashes in my eyelids because my mom was taking pictures of me, but it dosn't take my long to fall back asleep.

Later in the evening, I wake up (I can't remember what time) and my dad is the only one with me now (I can't remember if he was sleeping or awake) and thats all I remember from that day.

The rest of this story isn't important, but here's the epilogue.

April 19th, 2011

Its the present, and I have one WHOLE sweet potatoe pie to myself, I got my blue belt on the 15th, and I'm in the adult part of the class now!    Plus I recieved lots of candy and flavored drinks and stuff and I ate 3 WHOLE containers of pringles by myself. 


Well thats the only major thing that really happened to me (I might have been close to death because my electrolytes or whatever they are were low) but i'm glad im okay now. 

Injection in an IV Bag? Last time I checked, they moved to gas anesthesia. xD.

Aside from that, ouch... Dx

I had an injection through a connector in a vein in my hand, and an oxygen mask. And an IV XD

Um... Ouch? I hate ivs, though I've only had one. Asthma attack. I don't even remember it.    xD

What was that for?

Why did they use an iv?

Lol...

Ouch...

Closest to surgery I've been is getting 8 teeth pulled.

Closest I've had is when I had that asthma attack in india...

Or was it when I had a 106.7 fever.