four days

Hospitals & broken hearts.

Yah, so like, Valentine's day is tomorrow & like, you'd expect me to be all depressed. But I am here to tell you, that this is not going to be a "I hate V-Day" post. I'll save that for tomorrow, maybe.

First of all, I ended up going to class on Wednesday night. I was accused by my radio manager for being drunk, which was unsettling. Then I left class early because I was ill. Sophia and I had a nice dinner like always, besides the part where my insides were doing a circus act. After dinner, I pulled over in Parkland because I was really dizzy. I had a friend come pick me up, and as I got out of the car, I passed out. It was extremely weird. My favorite part is that after I realized I had blacked out, the first thing I said to Ramon was, "You didn't catch me?"

Anyway, he was freaking out, and rushed me to the ER. We were there for HOURS. They wanted me to stay longer, but I was tired and wanted to go home. I hit my head, and I have some congestion in my brain which was causing pressure. I think it is safe to assume that the drastic temperature changes I went through had a lot to do with it, too. They did all these fancy blood & brain tests. They finally discharged me around 3AM.

Long story Short: I'm okay.

I've been laying in bed for the past few days because I was still pretty sick. Last night Sarah & Ramon both came over to see me. Sarah brought me some tea and an orange. :)

As for Valentine's day, you'd think I'd be a lot more bitter. But really, I don't feel any sort of negative.

We will see about tomorrow though.