cont.
I was happily wheeled back to my new room. I saw Daniel and the girls in the hallway. Unfortunately, I was too cranky and in pain to enjoy seeing them again. It was dark by now.
The nurse and the girls put my stuff away quickly. They said good night and left with Daniel.
The problem was that I was okay in bed but when I moved, I started to vomit, well, dry heaves since I hadn't eaten.
I was under instructions to not use the bathroom without calling a nurse. It's all kind of a blur now anyway. I was able to sit up, no problem, walk to the bathroom, no problem but the minute I tried to brush my teeth or do really anything, the dry heaves came back.
At 3am, I was up. I called my mother and sister (separately) in California and looked at Facebook and my messages on my cell phone. I was basically jetlagged, without the fun of having gone somewhere.
Both Dr. Gottenberg and my gynecologist stopped by early in the morning. Of course, my gynecologist scolded me for the small package of biscuits I had on the table. "Calorique!" She's always nagging me about my weight. "They're diet biscuits". Still bad. "I'm hypoglycemic." She wasn't impressed.
Everyone wanted to see the bandages.
I got up late to shower and the nausea was gone. I was able to move around finally.
I got some visitors in the evening, including Daniel's cousin who brought Ronnie over to see me. Sorry I couldn't share in his internship experience this week.
I was happily wheeled back to my new room. I saw Daniel and the girls in the hallway. Unfortunately, I was too cranky and in pain to enjoy seeing them again. It was dark by now.
The nurse and the girls put my stuff away quickly. They said good night and left with Daniel.
The problem was that I was okay in bed but when I moved, I started to vomit, well, dry heaves since I hadn't eaten.
I was under instructions to not use the bathroom without calling a nurse. It's all kind of a blur now anyway. I was able to sit up, no problem, walk to the bathroom, no problem but the minute I tried to brush my teeth or do really anything, the dry heaves came back.
At 3am, I was up. I called my mother and sister (separately) in California and looked at Facebook and my messages on my cell phone. I was basically jetlagged, without the fun of having gone somewhere.
Both Dr. Gottenberg and my gynecologist stopped by early in the morning. Of course, my gynecologist scolded me for the small package of biscuits I had on the table. "Calorique!" She's always nagging me about my weight. "They're diet biscuits". Still bad. "I'm hypoglycemic." She wasn't impressed.
Everyone wanted to see the bandages.
I got up late to shower and the nausea was gone. I was able to move around finally.
I got some visitors in the evening, including Daniel's cousin who brought Ronnie over to see me. Sorry I couldn't share in his internship experience this week.
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