This is going to be a long story. I don't want to sound like a jerk, but if you are one of those who's going to say "I want my 5 minutes back," then don't bother reading this...
I got a job at a local golf place. It's a pretty nice place - it was established since 1901, it has a lot of members and lots of reputation. With the application, the employer required a physicians signature, so I had to go to see my physician today to get checked and some get some vaccine shots.
I got to the physician's office with my mom at 4 or so in the afternoon, we waited a while, and went in. The physician, a close friend of my moms, by the name of Bonny, checked my height, weight, sight, hearing, and all that junk. I was fine. She took my blood pressure, and found it to be quite low 105-60 or something like that. She then asked me if I was hungry. I said no. I ate lunch, and breakfast, and I was not hungry, but my family has dinner around 5, so it was dinner time. But I wasn't hungry. She then took my body temperature, and found that to be somewhat high, so she asked me if I was feeling sick, and I said no, which was the truth.
Now comes the immune shots. I had to get 4. One for tuberculosis, one for hepititis A, one for measles, and one for some brain disease. I had to get the TB test because I'm starting to volunteer at the local hospital soon, and it requires a TB test every year; heptitis and measles were required by college; and I had to get the fourth shot because I'm visiting China this summer, and that shot was a requirement. Doc told me I could get 2 shots today, and 2 shots on Thursday, and I thought, why not just get them all today. I could take 4 shots.
She got the stuff out, gave me 4 shots, everything was fine. All done, OK! My mom and I then went into her office, and she was signing the papers and stuff. And she was done, and we were about to leave. I got up, and felt really light-headed, and I saw some light sparks in the room (there weren't sparks). I've never experienced this before - I know i's not from hunger because I've went on a day without food once and I was fine. So I grabbed a hold of the chair, and I called my mom. That time, my eyes were half open, so I couldn't see her. I think she asked me what's wrong. And then, I think the Doc said that my blood pressure is low, so she called the nurse to bring me some chocolate. At this time, I was slouched in the chair, with my eyes open, but everything was white and shinny, the only thing I saw, that was not white, was the light on the ceiling. Nurse brought me chocolate in 2 seconds, the Doc asked me if I wanted white or dark chocolate.
My family's very satisfied with this Doc, but I did not believe it when she asked me what kind of chocolate I wanted. I was about to pass out! Give me some goddamn chocolate!!! Doesn't matter if it's white or dark! My mom told her white chocolate, which is what I would've chosen if I could spoke at that time. I chewed it, and swallowed it. At this point pretty much everyone was panicking, and Doc told me to lye down in the other room where the bed was.
Next thing I know, I woke up on a bed, sweating like a pig, with my mom brushing my hair back (because I have long hair), the doctor wiping me with paper towel, and the nurse feeding me white chocolate. I don't know what the heck is wrong with me, but the first thing I thought when I regained conscience was Victor Wooten's mellow part of Classical Thump leading into Amazing Grace. I wasn't thinking about Victor, I was thinking about me playing it, and one of my best buddies watching. ***? I then shut my eyes, and I was fed about 10 pieces of white chocolate, and at that time I couldn't chew or swallow no more. 10 pieces of chocolate in a row will dry your mouth pretty quickly. Then, I heard some babbling from the Doc, and I recall this phrase "get a straw because he can't drink." So then I was fed about 5 cups of water...
I finally opened my eyes, and 2 things came to mind. 1. my tooth hurt quite a bit, and 2. I have to fix my hair. My hair is usually shaggy and it isn't geled back or anything. And my mom brushed all my hair back, so I looked like Jimmy Neutron. I took my right hand (because my left arm hurts from the shot) and brushed my hair back to the way it was. And then, I started to feel the pain in my tooth. I thought, how did that happen? And my mom explained to me...
After Doc told me to go lye down (at this point I already lost my conscience, and didn't remember a thing), I got up, walked towards the room with the bed, (the Doc was holding my arm) and fell onto the corner of a wall. And I guess my tooth hit the corner pretty hard and my upper lip was bleeding. You might ask, wasn't the doctor holding my arm? Yes, she was. She's also got an artificial bone in her leg, so she has trouble holding herself up... Shouldn't have count on that, I thought. And my mom, the doctor, and the nurse carried me onto the bed. And after some time, I woke up, and regained my conscience, sweated like a pig, and thought of Amazing Grace...
Everyone was shocked, because I've never had health issues before. Sure I've gotten flus and fevers, but nothing this serious. And the doctor took an electro cardio graph or whatever it's called. I remember she saying that my heart beat is very low, and I should go see a cardiologist... My mom then told me, later on, that I should've just said that I could not stand up and walk to the bed. And I told her that I couldn't control what I was doing, I didn't even recall hearing someone telling me to lye on a bed...
That's my afternoon, got my mom pretty worried, and probably will keep her worried for the rest of her, or my life...
I got a job at a local golf place. It's a pretty nice place - it was established since 1901, it has a lot of members and lots of reputation. With the application, the employer required a physicians signature, so I had to go to see my physician today to get checked and some get some vaccine shots.
I got to the physician's office with my mom at 4 or so in the afternoon, we waited a while, and went in. The physician, a close friend of my moms, by the name of Bonny, checked my height, weight, sight, hearing, and all that junk. I was fine. She took my blood pressure, and found it to be quite low 105-60 or something like that. She then asked me if I was hungry. I said no. I ate lunch, and breakfast, and I was not hungry, but my family has dinner around 5, so it was dinner time. But I wasn't hungry. She then took my body temperature, and found that to be somewhat high, so she asked me if I was feeling sick, and I said no, which was the truth.
Now comes the immune shots. I had to get 4. One for tuberculosis, one for hepititis A, one for measles, and one for some brain disease. I had to get the TB test because I'm starting to volunteer at the local hospital soon, and it requires a TB test every year; heptitis and measles were required by college; and I had to get the fourth shot because I'm visiting China this summer, and that shot was a requirement. Doc told me I could get 2 shots today, and 2 shots on Thursday, and I thought, why not just get them all today. I could take 4 shots.
She got the stuff out, gave me 4 shots, everything was fine. All done, OK! My mom and I then went into her office, and she was signing the papers and stuff. And she was done, and we were about to leave. I got up, and felt really light-headed, and I saw some light sparks in the room (there weren't sparks). I've never experienced this before - I know i's not from hunger because I've went on a day without food once and I was fine. So I grabbed a hold of the chair, and I called my mom. That time, my eyes were half open, so I couldn't see her. I think she asked me what's wrong. And then, I think the Doc said that my blood pressure is low, so she called the nurse to bring me some chocolate. At this time, I was slouched in the chair, with my eyes open, but everything was white and shinny, the only thing I saw, that was not white, was the light on the ceiling. Nurse brought me chocolate in 2 seconds, the Doc asked me if I wanted white or dark chocolate.
My family's very satisfied with this Doc, but I did not believe it when she asked me what kind of chocolate I wanted. I was about to pass out! Give me some goddamn chocolate!!! Doesn't matter if it's white or dark! My mom told her white chocolate, which is what I would've chosen if I could spoke at that time. I chewed it, and swallowed it. At this point pretty much everyone was panicking, and Doc told me to lye down in the other room where the bed was.
Next thing I know, I woke up on a bed, sweating like a pig, with my mom brushing my hair back (because I have long hair), the doctor wiping me with paper towel, and the nurse feeding me white chocolate. I don't know what the heck is wrong with me, but the first thing I thought when I regained conscience was Victor Wooten's mellow part of Classical Thump leading into Amazing Grace. I wasn't thinking about Victor, I was thinking about me playing it, and one of my best buddies watching. ***? I then shut my eyes, and I was fed about 10 pieces of white chocolate, and at that time I couldn't chew or swallow no more. 10 pieces of chocolate in a row will dry your mouth pretty quickly. Then, I heard some babbling from the Doc, and I recall this phrase "get a straw because he can't drink." So then I was fed about 5 cups of water...
I finally opened my eyes, and 2 things came to mind. 1. my tooth hurt quite a bit, and 2. I have to fix my hair. My hair is usually shaggy and it isn't geled back or anything. And my mom brushed all my hair back, so I looked like Jimmy Neutron. I took my right hand (because my left arm hurts from the shot) and brushed my hair back to the way it was. And then, I started to feel the pain in my tooth. I thought, how did that happen? And my mom explained to me...
After Doc told me to go lye down (at this point I already lost my conscience, and didn't remember a thing), I got up, walked towards the room with the bed, (the Doc was holding my arm) and fell onto the corner of a wall. And I guess my tooth hit the corner pretty hard and my upper lip was bleeding. You might ask, wasn't the doctor holding my arm? Yes, she was. She's also got an artificial bone in her leg, so she has trouble holding herself up... Shouldn't have count on that, I thought. And my mom, the doctor, and the nurse carried me onto the bed. And after some time, I woke up, and regained my conscience, sweated like a pig, and thought of Amazing Grace...
Everyone was shocked, because I've never had health issues before. Sure I've gotten flus and fevers, but nothing this serious. And the doctor took an electro cardio graph or whatever it's called. I remember she saying that my heart beat is very low, and I should go see a cardiologist... My mom then told me, later on, that I should've just said that I could not stand up and walk to the bed. And I told her that I couldn't control what I was doing, I didn't even recall hearing someone telling me to lye on a bed...
That's my afternoon, got my mom pretty worried, and probably will keep her worried for the rest of her, or my life...
