So, it's 6 am here, and my sleep habit is completely out of whack right now. Long story short, I went to the ER a few days ago and ended up staying for 3 damn days, which was just about the most mind numbing, boring, uncomfortable, stupid thing ever
I've had asthma my whole life and it seems like every 2 years or so in the winter, things get so bad that I end up carted away with a bunch of tubes down my mouth and shit pumping into my lungs. I have stuff at home - a rescue inhaler to use. Then, the next step after that, I use this nebulizer machine that pumps liquid albuterol into your lungs for about 10 minutes.
That machine deal is supposed to be a last ditch, super powerful dosage. It's always saved me except for maybe 6-8 times in my life, one being last night. It's scary as fuck, man, when you cannot breathe at all, and have exhausted every back up/emergency resource designed to help you breathe.
So of course, I had no choice but to call the ambulance, embarrass myself in front of my neighbors, etc. Just a really shitty time, man. Anyway.. I have not seen or talked to ANYONE for days except for my mom.. so.. it would be kinda cool to talk to you guys, I guess. I'm fine now, they gave me new stuff and steroids (not the good kind) and I have to be super careful the next couple days. I knew it was an asthma attack, but, I have to be honest. When my lungs completely closed I got this super sharp pain on the left side of my chest and that was scary as FUCK. I legit, thought I was gonna die. I really don't like that feeling.
Anyway. Just needed to vent about that I guess.
Not much cool happened. But
However. Oh my god, the people you see in this place. I have plenty of stories to tell about "Bruice", the homeless guy from the ER who had to be restrained by 4 donut eating slob police, while he tried to cop a feel on a 60 year nurses bosom.
Basically, my sleep schedule is FUCKED, I am bored out of my damn mind, cannot sleep, and have no one to talk to. SO, I figure the best way to vent about my experience would be, where else, you guys?
I tried to take a pic during the Brucie incident but it didn't work out due to curtains. I have a pic I can post to prove I was there, but I don't see the point, as I doubt anyone thinks I'm lying
ANYWAY. BORED. Someone talk to me and update me with news on the MMA world please. Or ask me anything about the most boring 3 days of my life.. please. I can tell you all about the microwaved spaghetti with "sauce" and the "bread".. I think that's what it was.
Missed you guys. Hope you're all doing good. Gotta say, I do wish you guys lived around me, would be cool to have friends as cool as you all
Peace
I've had asthma my whole life and it seems like every 2 years or so in the winter, things get so bad that I end up carted away with a bunch of tubes down my mouth and shit pumping into my lungs. I have stuff at home - a rescue inhaler to use. Then, the next step after that, I use this nebulizer machine that pumps liquid albuterol into your lungs for about 10 minutes.
That machine deal is supposed to be a last ditch, super powerful dosage. It's always saved me except for maybe 6-8 times in my life, one being last night. It's scary as fuck, man, when you cannot breathe at all, and have exhausted every back up/emergency resource designed to help you breathe.
So of course, I had no choice but to call the ambulance, embarrass myself in front of my neighbors, etc. Just a really shitty time, man. Anyway.. I have not seen or talked to ANYONE for days except for my mom.. so.. it would be kinda cool to talk to you guys, I guess. I'm fine now, they gave me new stuff and steroids (not the good kind) and I have to be super careful the next couple days. I knew it was an asthma attack, but, I have to be honest. When my lungs completely closed I got this super sharp pain on the left side of my chest and that was scary as FUCK. I legit, thought I was gonna die. I really don't like that feeling.
Anyway. Just needed to vent about that I guess.
Not much cool happened. But
However. Oh my god, the people you see in this place. I have plenty of stories to tell about "Bruice", the homeless guy from the ER who had to be restrained by 4 donut eating slob police, while he tried to cop a feel on a 60 year nurses bosom.
Basically, my sleep schedule is FUCKED, I am bored out of my damn mind, cannot sleep, and have no one to talk to. SO, I figure the best way to vent about my experience would be, where else, you guys?
I tried to take a pic during the Brucie incident but it didn't work out due to curtains. I have a pic I can post to prove I was there, but I don't see the point, as I doubt anyone thinks I'm lying
ANYWAY. BORED. Someone talk to me and update me with news on the MMA world please. Or ask me anything about the most boring 3 days of my life.. please. I can tell you all about the microwaved spaghetti with "sauce" and the "bread".. I think that's what it was.
Missed you guys. Hope you're all doing good. Gotta say, I do wish you guys lived around me, would be cool to have friends as cool as you all
Peace