My day started at 5 AM when the cat wanted out of my room. Then I went back to sleep until my alarm went off at 7 to wake up my brother. Normally I would wait until he got on the bus before going back to sleep, nobody likes sitting in a dark kitchen by themselves. Today, Kyle didn’t really want to get out of bed. Meagan didn’t either but she did so Kyle wouldn’t miss the bus. I didn’t sit in his room for longer than 2 minutes when I said he needed to get out of bed right then or he’d be late (I had tried other things to get him up. Such as sitting on him and stealing his blankies). He got up and used the bathroom. I used the bathroom and then went back to bed.
Dad woke me up at 8 because I had to go to the doctor right then. She wanted to get me in before too many other people were there. We got to the doctor’s a little bit after 9. I had just sat down and was prepared for a long wait (there were 4 people in front of me) when The Boss (the secretary) called me in. She didn’t want me infecting the other patients so I got in first.
The doctor came right in and asked if she could see my rash. She looked it over and asked if I had a sore throat. I said yes she asked to see it I said AAAAA. She said it was red and swollen and asked to see in my ears. Then she took a swab of my throat. Then came the questions.
The fever came first. Then the sore throat. The spots appeared yesterday morning. The cold came Thursday night. I don’t even remember the rest of the questions.
She came to the conclusion that I have all the symptoms of measles but this is very rare in a 15 year old. She said it might be mono because you sometimes get a rash with that or it could be striped throat. She said to go to the hospital immediately and get mono tests done.
Since my mom works at the hospital it isn’t too hard for us to get around in there. This time I did have to take a number though. Dad left and for most of the waiting time I was all alone. I felt really alone and unnoticed. I was called and the lady wanted to know my Medicare number. Since my mom was working and she’s the one who keeps it, we didn’t have it. I got right through though. The lady that was going to draw my blood wanted to lay me down on a bed with Winnie the Pooh all over the walls. I said I’d rather be sitting down and she said “Oh that’s fine honey”. This girl could not have possibly been over 30.
“Honey”. As if I didn’t want my mom enough already, she certainly wasn’t going to suffice. I wasn’t scared, I had blood taken before, I just felt alone. I wanted my mom just to talk to. My dad was still elsewhere in the hospital, talking to some girl who worked at drawing blood but used to work with my mom when I was a baby. The whole process didn’t take very long. Not even more than 5 minutes. I found my dad, who was just about to tell a huge story, I could tell by his posture. I said we could go now. He said so soon? I asked if I could go see mom now he said yes. Then we said bye to Gail.
I have been to my mom’s work a million times. I used to walk over from school everyday and she would drive me home. I knew my way around. I was just about to walk in when my dad told me to stay put. He said I couldn’t go in there because I was infected. He left me again. When I finally saw my mom there were 6 other people in the break room. I wanted to go over to her and hug her and cry. I just felt like crap and I just wanted to cry. Instead I just sat in the chair and said nothing. My parents talked with the other employees and I just sat there. Then we just left. I didn’t even touch my mom.
I got home at 10 and changed back into my PJs. I watched a couple movies and drank juice. In between movies when I went to the bathroom I discovered that the spots or whatever have completely covered my face and neck now. I checked my legs and they were there too. My chest and back are a lot worse now than they were yesterday. It’s starting to get itchy.
I called my mom and told her this. By that time I also had a whamming headache (which I still have). I told her about the rash thing and my headache. She said “Oh angel, I got your tests back and you don’t have mono. This thing just keeps getting worse and worse for you. All you can do is take Tylenol. There’s nothing we can do for a virus.”
So I’m pretty sure I have measles. I’m also pretty sure I’ve had a really rough day. All I want right now is sleep. I can’t even get that cuz my headaches so bad. I have to be isolated from everyone because measles is a highly contagious disease. Things are only bound to get worse.
I’d better get off before my head gets any worse. Bye for now.
Love and Prayers
Meagan
