6/7/12
It was one of the first weeks of summer vacation when I arose from a blissful nights rest to wake up to a beautiful bright sunny day. It was just like any ordinary summer day when I made my way down to the kitchen to get something to eat when I had noticed a slight pain in my lower left lat. At first I didn’t think much of it, maybe I had just slept on it the wrong way and it was just a cramp. As time went on, the pain continued I thought maybe it was from muscular atrophy since I had taken three weeks off from lifting and I hadn’t been eating as much protein, as I typically had been doing in the past so maybe that had to do with it. However as the pain became worse I had noticed it was from my breathing. The deeper I breathed the more it hurt. So I sat down and just tried to relax and ate a yogurt to try to get some protein in me and possibly it would go away. But things only got worse and I knew this was something serious so I called my mom and we went to the ER.
On the way to the ER I was pretty worried since I never experienced anything like this before and I even threw up on the way there. When we arrived they did the typical routine taking my blood and asked me a few questions about the pain and performed a few scans. As I layed in the hospital bed the pain subsided and I thought maybe I had just been over sensitive like a little girl or something. As time went on I was starving since we had been there so long and because I was feeling better I was dying to get out of there and get some food. I was searching on my phone for some reviews of a restaurant that just opened in town when a Dr. had come in saying that there was a dark spot from one of the scans on my heart and that they wanted to keep me there for further testing. She said it was from a tumor that was in my heart and that I would have to be admitted to the hospital and stay the night. Not only was I floored that I had a possible tumor but that I had to stay in the hospital because I had never done that before in my life. It also didn't hit me until I got up to the hospital floor that I would be staying on that this was not a dream but reality.
It was one of the first weeks of summer vacation when I arose from a blissful nights rest to wake up to a beautiful bright sunny day. It was just like any ordinary summer day when I made my way down to the kitchen to get something to eat when I had noticed a slight pain in my lower left lat. At first I didn’t think much of it, maybe I had just slept on it the wrong way and it was just a cramp. As time went on, the pain continued I thought maybe it was from muscular atrophy since I had taken three weeks off from lifting and I hadn’t been eating as much protein, as I typically had been doing in the past so maybe that had to do with it. However as the pain became worse I had noticed it was from my breathing. The deeper I breathed the more it hurt. So I sat down and just tried to relax and ate a yogurt to try to get some protein in me and possibly it would go away. But things only got worse and I knew this was something serious so I called my mom and we went to the ER.
On the way to the ER I was pretty worried since I never experienced anything like this before and I even threw up on the way there. When we arrived they did the typical routine taking my blood and asked me a few questions about the pain and performed a few scans. As I layed in the hospital bed the pain subsided and I thought maybe I had just been over sensitive like a little girl or something. As time went on I was starving since we had been there so long and because I was feeling better I was dying to get out of there and get some food. I was searching on my phone for some reviews of a restaurant that just opened in town when a Dr. had come in saying that there was a dark spot from one of the scans on my heart and that they wanted to keep me there for further testing. She said it was from a tumor that was in my heart and that I would have to be admitted to the hospital and stay the night. Not only was I floored that I had a possible tumor but that I had to stay in the hospital because I had never done that before in my life. It also didn't hit me until I got up to the hospital floor that I would be staying on that this was not a dream but reality.
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