My three day hospital stay

The IV I got in the ER, it was nicely done. I was a bit nervous about myself bending my arm in a way that would stab me, but the nurse in my hospital room offered to put a cover over the IV, so that way I couldn’t do what I was fearing. It helped out a lot and lessened my anxiety about it by a huge tenfold.

Last Friday, I was discharged from the hospital, I’m thankful to be out this situation alive and well. From what the doctors & nurses told, I had a partially deflated lung. It was theorized by one of the nurses that it was from my forceful vomiting, from the nausea I had from the gas in my chest, or what I thought was gas in my chest.

It started around near afternoon, during my second period class, I had a sudden growing gas like pain within my chest & neck. It then got gradually harder to breathe over time, which I think initiated my nausea, triggering the forceful vomiting at afternoon (I think at least). I felt like the vomiting would help get the burden off me and I could start breathing normally again, but low and behold, it seemed to do the exact opposite or had no effect for the better.

It was really weird being admitted to the hospital for practically the first time, but then again, it felt like a nice opportunity to look at my life and the local area around me. It was as if life were at a stand still, a pause perhaps, quite a unique feeling indeed. The room I had helped out a lot with this too, considering I’m an Aquarius and was given this aquatic themed room, for I’ve always envisioned an imaginary place (like a sea’s shore) where I could treasure things like memories there and as a place of relaxation & rest.


It honestly surprised me how well I went through all of this, especially considering I’ve never had an IV before or even got a CT scan (man that contrast dye felt weird and cool lol), I made it through it all like it was nothing. I was expecting to be scared of doing everything and panic attacking before I did something I haven’t done before, I’m still proud of myself for not getting like that, it feels like a sign that I’ve grown in strength as a person. It was like, next thing you know, I’m out of the hospital and playing some songs on Madrina’s SiriusXM like every other time we hang out.

But with that said, I’m glad that my breathing has recovered to practically full capacity, it was worrying me as much as it did with the rest of my family. So as of now, I look towards getting caught back up on my school work, spending time with the fam, and doing all the fun things I love to do.