This has not been my
week. I wouldn’t even say week. Let me revise: This has not been my past 72
hours! Let’s all just take a second to talk about it. Problem number one: my
San Jose Sharks. What the heck are you guys doing?! You go from being the only
team in the league to remain undefeated to lose TWICE IN A ROW?! I cried over
you, and I hope you are happy with yourselves! I expected more from you guys.
Especially you Patty Marleau. ESPECIALLY YOU.
On another fantastic
note, I got to watch my 49ers lose the Super Bowl, and the commercials weren’t
even that funny. I was quite disappointed this year. I guess you can’t win them
all, BAY AREA SPORTS. Then following that lovely adventure, I start to study
with some of my close friends and my chest starts to hurt. I don’t really think
anything of it and carry of my merry way. Low and behold…I end up in the ER. I
was really hesitant to go but luckily for me I have an amazing friend who
listens to my dad when he says I should go to the emergency room…and who had a
pretty strong urge to go on a “road trip” :)
For those of you who
know me well, you know I hate hospitals. I spent a lot of time in them when I
was younger and it just takes me back to being so sick. So if you can get me to
go to the ER, you know something is genuinely wrong. After being hooked up to
wires here and there, having an IV, an X-Ray taken and they stole my blood, I broke
down. I had never been so scared in my whole life, and I didn’t have my mom and
dad there to hold my hand and tell me it was all going to be ok. I was in pain
and I didn’t know why, so after crying and calling my dad (for about the 4th
time…) they gave me some pain killers to..well..help with the pain. Side note
before I go on: the women in my family are extremely sensitive to drugs…mom, I totally
blame you for this. So when we are given a stronger drug, we go a little loopy.
Keep in mind I am not in the presence of my family who already knows I am a bit
insane. Nope, I am with my friends who had a little too much fun messing with
my mind. After a little under 2 hours of laughing, being convinced of false
realities and convincing my doctor that I had no moral standards, we finally
were out of there; the official diagnosis being Pleuritis, which is the
inflammation of the lining around my lungs. Needless to say, I was worn out and
ready for bed.
Even though I am in
enough pain to punch a hole in the wall, I know that it could be so much worse.
And…everybody brace yourselves for this because this will probably never happen
again…I am so grateful heavenly father is giving me this trial. That sounds so
strange, being grateful in the midst of something so..suckish ( sorry mom) but
I know that I am being shown something. I am being taught that I am surrounded
by amazing and incredible people who genuinely love and care about me. I mean
Bryton had a chemistry test today and he was in the ER with me until 2:30 in
the morning. It’s the people like Bryton, Isaac, Kim, Jeff, Kortnee, Breanna
and Jason, Alex, Trevor, Lauren, Claire and so many more that are huge blessings in my
life. I have amazing friends and family who sacrifice so much more for me than
I could ever dream of asking for. Whether you stayed in the ER with me for
hours or sent me a text saying you hoped I felt better, thank you. You have
blessed my life in ways that you can never comprehend. I know, without a doubt,
that you were all put into my life for a reason…and well I love you guys. Thank
you for being so wonderful and treating me so well. I can’t thank you enough
for your friendship.
It’s still almost
hard for me to believe that in the midst of something that I would generally be
pretty upset about, all I can do is smile. God works in mysterious ways, that
one…and boy am I grateful for that. So if you’re going through something hard,
not very fun, difficult and draining, try your hardest to see the silver
lining. I know I don’t do it very often, but it definitely makes it more
bearable.
:) hugs
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