Hey everyone! I know I was supposed to update you all a bit sooner than now, but honestly, the day was just a bit stressful and our wifi and cable was turned off. It is now back on but my laptop is going extremely slow which is quite annoying but I’m working with it.
My boyfriend and I are thankfully feeling much better! I am ready to be back in the blogging community and new posts will be coming very soon. I’ve been writing a lot of poetry since then, thinking, going through a spiritual transition and a lot more. You’ll all see in the future.
I plan on sharing more natural hair posts, as I experienced hate for my own natural hair for the first time recently. Really it was just a couple of bad wash days but it was enough to stress me out. I also plan on uploading to my YouTube channel soon so stay tuned for that. I have a few more updates to share with you all but I’ll leave those for another post.
Fun Friday will continue next week. I know I was supposed to do a numerology post but something was just telling me not to go through with that. I don’t know. It was a strange feeling but I just keep getting these feelings keeping me from posting certain posts I planned. I will be trying something similar though, that I still feel okay with posting.
As for our hospital visit… This isn’t going to be the greatest story.
Before we went I had awakened around 2AM throwing up and feeling horrible. My boyfriend felt the same but hadn’t thrown up yet. He called into work to let them know he wouldn’t be able to make it in. They told him “you might not have a job anymore…”
Obviously, we couldn’t risk him losing his job because we wouldn’t be able to pay our bills so he forced himself up and went in to talk to the head boss, whom wouldn’t be in until around 9AM. My boyfriend was at work feeling horrible from 6-9 and actually threw up at work. The head boss sent him home and told him that he couldn’t be fired because of that since they knew he had health issues with diabetes before they hired him.
When we arrived, our temperature, heart rate, blood pressure and etc were checked. My heart rate was too fast so I had to wait for it to go down. Once they came back to check it had gone down. My boyfriend had a bit of a fever. Other than that we pretty much had the same symptoms besides me also having the rash on my stomach. The lady at the front desk asked what we needed to be seen for (she spoke with me first) and we told them the symptoms we were having. She then told me there were currently no rooms available and I would be seen as soon as one was ready, my boyfriend was next to me so after speaking with him about his symptoms she told us again that no rooms were available yet so we were sent to the waiting area. Now, as soon as we sat down about 30 seconds later my boyfriend was being called back. So I’m thinking wow that was quick, maybe it won’t be so long after all and I’ll be called back soon. WRONG. I don’t know how hospitals work with what patients are seen next but something felt off to me.
I had been waiting about 30 minutes when my boyfriend texted me and told me the room number he was in, I replied telling him I was still in the waiting room and this frustrated him. About an hour goes by and more people are coming in filling up the room and some even being sent back. Then some that came in long after we did were being sent back while I was still waiting. Now I’m wondering why haven’t they called me back yet and how is everyone else being seen before me if they said no rooms were yet available. I saw no one in life-threatening or serious conditions other than one guy who twisted his ankle. Everyone else was coming in with coughs and nausea etc much like me. Yes, I made sure to keep my ears open.
I’m the type of person that bites my tongue a lot because I hate conflict of any kind. I don’t often speak up for myself and that caused people in school and even family members to constantly pick on me. It takes a lot for me to “go off” or speak up when I feel bothered in some way. This is something I am working so hard on now but I felt like at the hospital wasn’t the time and place to start or make a scene. So I stayed calm… on the outside, and continued to wait. My boyfriend texted me again and asked was I in a room yet and I told him no, that everyone else has been seen besides me. Now he was angry, and shortly after, the man that sent him back came for me. But no, I wasn’t being sent to a room yet. He took me to the other end of the hospital, basically to the back to another waiting area and I literally lost what little signal I did have so I couldn’t text or call my boyfriend and his texts to me weren’t coming through. The man told me they were getting a room cleaned for me. I waited about another 20-30 minutes and finally, a nurse came.
Like I mentioned earlier, I hate conflict. So this next part of the story, basically me sharing my feelings may raise a bit of conflict. I’m not sure. I hate to bring race into the picture but these are my feelings and my observations. I was the only African American in the waiting area besides one other lady who I heard with my own ears say she had been waiting a long time, she was there before us and was seen several minutes after my boyfriend and I arrived. My boyfriend was seen before her. Everyone else including my boyfriend was Caucasian. Again, my boyfriend and I pretty much had the same symptoms and we obviously came in at the same time but he sat in the waiting room about 30 seconds when supposedly they were so full with no rooms. I kid you not, I was waiting for about 2 hours before I was seen and at one point I was the only one left in the waiting room until new patients came in.
When I finally got a room I was asked a few questions about my symptoms, and the nurse asked to see the rash on my stomach. She said it could be a few different things but she is sure that it is just a ringworm and assured me that nothing was wrong with that because she had them on her arm. I asked about the pain and about me feeling weak and she said it was nothing to worry about, that a bug was going around because a few other patients came in the same. She said she would prescribe some cream for the rash, gave me some crackers and water and sent me on my way. So, I waited for 2 hours and was seen for about 10 minutes. I honestly felt uncared for and rushed out.
When I got to my boyfriend’s room he told me they had taken his blood and that he was dehydrated and with viral syndrome, also known as a cold. So I figured it was about the same for me. He had IV fluid and they prescribed him ibuprofen and medicine for nausea. He told me he said something to the man that came and got me because he was mad that I hadn’t been checked yet and finally his messages came through to my phone. I won’t say what those messages said because he was pretty angry. Once we left he just said, “we’re definitely not coming to this hospital anymore.” He also asked why I didn’t speak up for myself and that I should have but I was just over it and glad to be gone. We only went to that hospital because it is literally around the corner from our apartment. I do agree that I need to speak up more often but like I said, I didn’t feel that was the time or place and I don’t feel anything good for me would have come from it. This whole situation, not to mention a number of stares and harsh looks we get from time to time just left me thinking and questioning a lot of things in my life, including our relationship. I won’t go any further into those thoughts yet, maybe you can imagine. September has just been a horrible month all together. Not just for this reason, but many others.
On another note…
When I told him about the rash on my stomach being ringworm as they said, he said that must be what he has on his arm and I maybe got it from him or our pets, we do have a cat and guinea pigs. He has a rash on his arm that I never saw until then but he thought it was just a random rash from work because he works in a warehouse and that does happen sometimes. I’ve worked in a warehouse several times and had the same issue on my arms.
I did make sure to drink plenty of water and eat when we got home and that helped a lot. We both still felt pretty bad for a couple of days and he had to take one more day off, doctors order. My rash is just now starting to fade, the pain I feel comes and goes but I haven’t felt it the past 2 days so that’s good. Hopefully the problem will be gone for good soon. The only issue I have now is finding my energy in the mornings. My boyfriend has a new work shift so I’m used to getting up around 7:30AM, now that he goes in earlier we wake up around 5:30AM. I love the new shift because he gets off earlier, but I’m probably going to have to go to bed at a reasonable time so I’m not so tired.
So those are my updates for now, sorry that this wasn’t the happiest post or update and please bare with me as I try to get caught up with everything yet again. But I do want to thank all of you that left such kind comments and prayers for us and those that checked up on me. I appreciate it sooo much, more than you know. You all are so sweet and caring! Despite some things that may go on in the world, there are still good people in it. Thank you.💖💖💖