So here I am... Chelsea, Michigan.
Chelsea Community Hospital.
That's as detailed as I'll get... and I'm sure that will be too much.
Time to get this headache under control.
Time to get me under control.
However, I'm having extreme panic attacks over the whole situation.
Will I make it home for Christmas? Will I get relief? Will this work?
Will I have to interact with the other patients? Let's face it, I'm not that person. I don't do well interacting with others... it scares me to death. And my roommate, will talk you to death! Complete opposites. She would have been valedictorian of popularity while I would have been the drop out.
I had rounds this morning with a team of doctors.
Then it was a bunch of people in my room.
Then a lumbar puncture. Ouch.
Next, who knows. Probably more tests, more people, more questions... and hopefully, finally some answers!
Prayers, please. For my sanity. On a scale of 1 to 10 of calmness, I'm at a 10 of extreme crazy.
I miss my kiddos.
Melissa
I had rounds this morning with a team of doctors.
Then it was a bunch of people in my room.
Then a lumbar puncture. Ouch.
Next, who knows. Probably more tests, more people, more questions... and hopefully, finally some answers!
Prayers, please. For my sanity. On a scale of 1 to 10 of calmness, I'm at a 10 of extreme crazy.
I miss my kiddos.
Melissa
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