ER Visit Last Night

Hey. Alright, so, before I start, I’d like to say that I’m fine, no, so far it’s not serious. Here’s the deal. I’d been experiencing some slightly disturbing symptoms. The most disturbing part is the fact that all of this had only started about 11 hours before. It began with me umpiring a baseball game on Saturday. When I was jogging around, I realized that my lower shins hurt when I ran. I shook it off, attributing it to I always hurt or have some kind of pain. Later, when I was shaving my legs Saturday night, I noticed that I had a rash near my right ankle. I attributed it to razor burn, but questioned it since it’s a brand-new razor that I’d just opened. Upon further inspection, I realized that both of my ankles were pretty swollen, the right one way worse than the left.

I finished drying off and then went down stairs to show my mom, who immediately saw it from about 4 to 5 feet away (that’s how swollen it was). She said to show my dad, who glanced at it and was like, “yep, it’s swollen alright!” I pointed out that my left ankle was swollen as well, and my mom suggested I wrap my right one, since it was crazy swollen. I did, then went to bed a little while later.

Fast forward to the next day. It’s a little less swollen, but hurts more. My throat also hurts a little when I swallow. I’m pushing my littlest sibling on the swing when my right wrist starts to hurt. I compare it to my left one and realize that my right wrist is indeed swollen. Soon after, my left knee starts to hurt, and that’s swollen, too. Also, my left wrist is swollen (on the opposite side than the right one was). My mom then calls my doctor, who tells her to bring me to the ER.

Now I’m freaking out. I have no idea what the hell is happening, or why it’s happening so freaking fast. So, my dad brings me to the ER, and I have 5 FREAKING VIALS of blood drawn. 5. Vials. Of. Blood. It wasn’t that bad, though, I must admit. They were really nice, and even made me smile. Oh, and I forgot to mention, while I was waiting for the doctor to come in, my right knee started to hurt, and I realized that it was swollen, too.

The initial labs, like the arthritis one, came back negative, so I got to go home, and now we’re waiting on the labs that take longer to come back (including the Lyme one). I really hope it’s not the fucking Lyme. I’ll do a post on that later.

Anyways, here’s a list of my symptoms:

  • hurts on lower shins when jogging or running
  • rash on right ankle
  • VERY swollen and painful right ankle
  • swollen and painful left ankle
  • hurts a little to swallow
  • swollen and painful right wrist
  • swollen and painful left wrist
  • swollen and painful left knee
  • swollen and painful right knee

I think that’s is, but there might be more. Possibly. Do any of you have any ideas?

Anyways, I’m okay. I just want to see what you all think. Please comment if you have ANY ideas at all. Thanks! Bye!

-Sam

You’ll Never Believe What Has Happened To Me The Last Few Days

Hey! So, guess what I found out on Friday? One of my favorite teachers, Mrs. Pereira (I think I’ve mentioned her before….), freakin’ DIED when she was 9!!! Okay, I know that sounds weird, so let me back up a bit. I was explaining to her how much I fucking HATED the ending of Allegiant by Veronica Roth (without the fucking, of course 🙂 ) and she was like, ‘I hate it when books have bad endings, because it takes me so long to read them because I have basically no short term memory because I was hit by a truck when I was 9.’ I was like, ‘Woah, back up. You got hit by a truck?!’ And she was like, ‘Yeah, I actually died in the street, but they revived me. When I came out of my coma, I had to relearn almost everything, and I only knew my mom, not even my dad. I also had no short term memory, so that’s why I have to reread parts of books a lot to get the information to stick.’ This whole time I was slightly shaking as I thought how close I came to losing her before I even knew her. I was just thinking, What the hell! I was shocked, to say the least. I gave her a hug, and was like, ‘good thing you lived, since you’re so awesome.’ She was like, ‘aww, you’re awesome too!’ Isn’t that crazy?! Also, on a totally different note, I GOT A FREAKING 94 ON A SPANISH TEST!!!!! And I seriously SUCK at spanish! It was awesome, pure awesomeness!! Okay, I’m going to go write more of a new story I came up with. Maybe in an hour, you could check it out on Wattpad, if it’s there. It’s called Outcast. Okay, bye!!

-Sam

P.S. Here’d the cover for Outcast:

-Sam

Boston Bombings

Hey. So, you probably already know about he bombings. Most likely. And if you didn’t, well, now you do. Anyways, one of the bombers is a student at UMass Dartmouth, which is sorta, kinda near where I live. Scary, right? But Boston is probably the only city that will stop everything to hunt the bomber down. Yeah, Boston is the wrong city to mess with. Anyways, my family and I are fine. We didn’t go to the marathon. We are okay. Just wanted to tell you that. Bye!
-Sam