How's everyone doing?!  *walks around with a walker*  Now, now don't mind this thing I just.... *trips over someone*  Ack, sorry!  *sits down*   heheheh....ehh....


Anyhows, I'll go sit in the corner again after this post for my absence.  Things got somewhat complicated after I last posted on June 14th and I was in a, um, let's say an irritated/annoyed mood about something I wish not to explain over the internet.  All I will say is that we lost two horses.  We were with them when their last moments came so they were not alone.  It was a sad day (it even rained) so my mood did not improve much but in fact sank lower.  A short while later (a couple of days) I had to go for orchestra camp which brought my mood up over the week.  After I returned another thing plauged me............NO MUSE!!!!!  Gosh, you guys ever get the feeling like "I'm gonna go make a post!"  then you get two words into it and you have nothing else to say?  Lol, I'm just tapping the keys with a blank mind.  But I have muse now!  Mwwuauauahahahaahaha *hack hack cough cough*  Ehem, excuse me, I will explain my coughing in a minute or so but first I will tell of another tragedy.  Please scroll down and plug your ears....

OUR COMPUTER CRASHED!! AAARGHYYYBARGYY!! NOOO!!

*sobs* It was a horrible sight!  My dad was on the computer one night and the thing shut down.  *sniff* No warning, not even a chance to say good bye!  *sobs again*  We had to take it to the computer guys to be fixed.  Good thing we have another computer!  We were able to transfer onto our secondary one and use it (I'm on it now).  Hoorah!  All is pretty good except for our e-mails.  Dad was able to get them 'working' so we could check them and stuff but won't have the full thing until we get our other computer back.  It's been fixed we just need to pick it up and hook it up then all will be well.  *grins*  Actually, what's funny is that my friend told me his comp did the same thing and ours crashed like the next day.  Hah, wait till I tell him!


Now onto another topic that occured a few days ago.  On Monday I got up as normal though I back and neck pain (not to mention some dizziness).  For me that can be normal so I shrug it off and make my way around doing chores a little more carefully.  While doing chores though I got a sick feeling, like throw up sick.  I told mom but we agreed it was probably the heat (it did get really hot and we did a lot stuff the day before).  So I stood in front of the big barn fan for awhile and got some water which made things somewhat better.  I get in the house and rest for awhile, take a shower and come back down stairs to eat something.  But by now I've developed a headache, dizziness and nausea to go along side with the neck and back pain.  Mom takes my temperature and guess who has a fever?!  Moi!  101.3 or something like that.  I took some cherry liquid Tylenol (the stuff tastes disgusting but I can't seem to get a handel on swallowing pills).  I felt no better the next morning.  Mom took my temperature again and my fever went even higher, 103.2.  I stayed inside while mom and dad did the chores and later mom called our doctor.  She was starting to suspect it wasn't the flu.  Why all the back and neck pain?  Our doctor suggested to take me to the emergency room.  Ergh, that's the last thing I felt like doing, getting up and going somewhere especially the emergancy room.  So we get there, waited for awhile, got checked in and waited in the bed.  It was extremely busy when we got there so mom and I were able to understand that the doctor couldn't come right away with a patient that had to be taken out by helicopter.  We waited, the check-up doctor came in to ask questions like what am I allergic to?  Cefzil I replied.  I had already answered this to someone else though.  Later a nurse came in saying he would be my personal nurse and would help me with anything I needed.  He asked the same question, "Are you allergic to anything?" My reply: Cefzil.  Doctor come in quite a few hours later.  Listens to my lungs, hears my coughing....He wants a blood test, an IV and chest X-rays.  Argybargy, needles.  I was in that hospital for six hours (which means I didn't get out until one in the morning).  I waited that long with very poor staff tending to me.  The guy who said he'd be my personal nurse was constantly on the phone chatting away (only showed up two times to help me).  One nurse was crabby and got annoyed because I couldn't swallow pills, another was kinda avoiding us cause she didn't want to do it, the others, well, I really only saw them once and they disappeared.  And none seemed to be paying attention to my wrist or looking at the records to see I was allergic to Cefzil!  I think almost all of them asked "What are you allergic to?"  Ugh, that was annoying.  Though the best nurse was the guy who did my X-rays.  He was funny and very nice. 

So when 1:00 a.m crept up the doctor finally came back.  I have pneumonia in my right lung.  Just starting, we caught it early.  It took like another twenty minutes before we got out because of the perscription of meds I now need and paperwork that needed to be filled out.  I'm feeling better today but that's because I'm doped up with drugs to keep my fever down and pain low.  That has pretty much been my week!  Fun right? *sarcasm*

ttfn,

Jill