HAH.
Ok.
So it's was about, 1-ish a.m.
Ate comes in saying "Call your mom", and that always a guaranteed cranky morning.
I'm def not a morning person.
You wake me up wrong, I get mad.
You call me before 3 pm.. I get mad.
You call me constantly.. and txt.. and voicemail.. I'll get mad.
You ask me to get up for you or do something for you when I'm STILL in bed..
yea..in other words.. i am NOT a morning person.
So evidently I called my mom. She gave me news that we were going to a Yankee game today. Naturally I got excited (despite my current lack of mental comprehension) but of COURSE there was a catch.
"You are to take a cab to Woodlawn station, and then take the 4 train to Grand Concorse..", she says, and I'm like... "...."... which in Vanessa language means... "aw heck no..."
You dont ask me to do complicated things especially when i JUST woke up.. and not even willingly too.
So i started mass txting ppl. "Are you busy? Yankee game?"
After fifty billion "no"s, or "busy cuz i suck" b.s., i finally got a YES from DANI!!!<3 .. (after much confusion and rushing and stuff of course). I got up ,rushed to get ready.. ppl txting me in the meantime and im like "dude uugh.. i'd love to still talk but im rushing..." and still being txted ....
Then dad says his friend, Wilson, our usual hook-up man , was gonna pick us up and take us to the train station.
I was like, all good- saves money.
Also, good looks to Dani's mom, for driving us all to Lincoln Hospital...
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oh yea.. thats the catch mom was telling me about...
me and my sister needed physicals... :\
Now.. phyicals to me.. never meant a good thing. I hate going to hospitals.. for my own account. I get real bad anxiety. Like, it always just smells like a hospital, always so cold like a hospital.. and i just.. HATE GOING. PERIOD.
So the closer and closer we got.. and the minute mom took me and my sister away from the rest of the group relaxing in the lounge........i knew..
So I go first.
Naturally, being older.. :\
Doc asks me a few questions.. the usual. drugs, smoke, drink, sex, emo.. that stuff.
Does the less paining examinations..
then they started discussing my shots.. and i thought i heard like 4...
I WAS CLOSE.
They bring me to another room.. i see the lady preparing like 6 needles.. im like O________O;;;;;;
I sat there, she brought them closer..
and ok here's the deal.
Im not scared of needles. I just get nervous because in the PAST ive had a few bad experiences. recent past. Like when i was younger, yea- the works- crying, tantrums.. needles are evil, that whole thing. I grew a bit older, nah they dont hurt, they're whatev.. still dont like them but they are whatev.
12th grade blood drive. complete black out and much unnecessary blood loss due to carelessness and no supervision. blood wasnt passing thru the tubes to the bag. they tried jiggling the needle around in me and boom. i wake up pale as a ghost with tons of bloody tissues everywhere.
age 18 physical. i threw up due to having 5 shots. i got a half cup of water..like some joke.
and today..?
one TB test. no prob. bubbled a lil and no itchyness/discoloration/discomfort.
hep..A shot? i believe? felt that liquid go in me.. i start to get really dizzy and really nauseous...
3rd and last was the somewhat painful HPV shot..
nurse goes to do.. whatever
i was listening to my music during all three sohts..
last song i remember was "Rockin' that thang" by The Dream.
the next thing i knew, im laying down and trying to be helped up by 3 ppl.. not sure who..
they asked me some questions.. till i heard "want something to drink" and i voiced out "yes" as much as i could.
i felt like throwing up.
they gave me a cup of coke and i was still listening to music.. but really teary eyed.. i was scared..
hearing about it was the worst...
my sister and cousin relayed the story on me;
apparently i got really dreary eyed.. swaying a bit..short of breath..my lower lip turned pale and i slumped then fell back, blacked out.
Kay said the last thing i said was "Kayla..." and i thought that was kinda sweet in a really morbid way.. my cousin said as i was out, i jerked a bit.. and my sister thought i was gonna die, and my cousin thought i was gonna have a seizure.
i just remember being really nauseous then really sleepy.
it was pretty nuts..
mom and then nurses were just joking around about it.. saying i am a scardey-cat.. and weak and "how am she gonna be a nurse? hahaha"
...i sure wasnt laughing.
i went out to see Kay's danielle and my danger d (<3) in the waiting room. dani got my txt about me passing out and she laughed.
it felt good to at least joke around about it with friends. lol.. still.. scary stuff.
thennnnnnn
Yankee stadium!!!
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~game~
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Yanks against Texas Rangers.
[#32 hamilton YOU SUCK! lol]
A-Rod still sucked... lol.
ppl were cheering Melky.
the ppl behind us had giants jerseys and we were like ???? wrong game yo. haha
there was also this kid going thru puberty and hollered like crazy and sounded like he had laryngitis.
all in all, interesting day.
Yanks pwn'd. 9-2. Dani and Danielle and Avi are good luck ;]
will def do that again.
i ate like 2 hot dogs and a pizza.
took lots of pics. but those go on FB :P
just looked at my TB shot.. and its not supposed to grow.......................
i think im gonna sleep now... my arms are gonna be SOOO immobile by morning...
peace y'all :]
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