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i’m glad Spring break is over!

In case you haven’t heard me say it yet, I think I’m allowed to say that I had the worst Spring break ever.  I’m about to tell you a story. The story of my Spring break. It is not a story filled with parties at the beach, ice cream sundaes in the back yard with the fam, or even just riding around with the windows down with my friends. This story has to do with MY Spring break. I say MY like that because it seems like stuff like this only happens to me. I don’t know what it is about me, I definitely attract bad luck. I have to say I don’t remember breaking any mirrors or seeing any black cats cross the road. It is just me. MAIGAN=BAD LUCK.

Saturday morning of Spring break:  It started with a stone. A tiny stone. It decided it wanted to move…slowly and painfully.

Emergency Room.

Went to doctor:  “No problem!” He says. ”It shall soon pass.” 

Get shots.

Go home feeling pretty good.

Take a nap.

Wake up shivering. I’m not talking about shivering a little where you just need a blanket or just turn the thermostat up. No. I’m talking about shivering like you are literally freezing from the inside out.

Call my friend’s mom who happens to be a nurse. She says it is my body trying to get rid of those shots I got. Okay. No big deal.

Watch a movie.

Go to bed.

Sunday: Wake up. Still shivering…only worse now.

Take temperature: 103.7 degree temp. (this is not good)

Doctor again. Can’t stand up because of my fever. Rolled me into office. (Still shivering)

The stone decides to stop moving. (this is also not good - this means infection)

Sent me to a hospital. Checked in. Got in bed.

Monday-Wednesday: In hospital bed. 2 IV’s. High temp. Low blood pressure. Almost got pneumonia because of the 2 IV’s pumping so much fluid.

Wednesday afternoon: surgery: removing the stone.

Thursday: go home FINALLY

Have to take loads of medicine…still really weak…

Friday, Saturday, Sunday: drugged up in a bed.

In case you haven’t already figured it out. That little tiny stone was, in fact, a kidney stone. If you have ever had one, you will agree that they are very unpleasant—that’s an understatement. They feel like your insides are about to explode. If you have never had one, here is some information that might help to describe the pain: the doctors say that it is worse than labor pains. Who knew a tiny stone could do so much damage?

Do you see why I think I can say I had the worst Spring break? If anyone can top this, let me know.

But thankfully, Spring break is over now, and I am back to good health (until my good luck runs out again).