zeldspazz
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Link to original post: Live Liver.......Live
This is my first blog. But, unfortunately, it is a very dismal one. This is not for any kind of sympathy, or remorse, it's just my way to get this off my chest, and see it in print.
Today started out as a normal day. I walk into school, ready to tackle that Science quiz later today, proud of my math review packet I did, and memorizing that solo I have in symphonic band. Then I see my girlfriend. She's beautiful. I was about to ask her how her game went last night, as she's on the JV volleyball team. I notice she looks weak. In pain. Her arm is wrapped around her stomach. I hug her, ask her what's wrong. She's said it's no big deal, she just got him hard in the stomach at her game. I little bruise thats all. Then she smiles. That fake smile.
The rest of the day, that's all I can think about, that defeated look on her face.
I see her next in in 6th period. Every breath she takes looks painful. I walk her to the nurses office. They give her ice. And she rests. I then see her mother walk in, she tells me to leave, that she's alright, and that she will be taken to the hospital for some X-rays. I give her a hug goodbye, and resume back to my happy mode, knowing she's in fine hands.
It's now 4pm. Im brawling my friend, Roxas (SWF username is Marthshadow). Im using Sheik (later he says that my ftilts are annoying when he uses Falco xD) and then I hear the phone ring. I tell him I have to go. It's her. Here is our conversation:
Me: "Hey, are you feeling better?"
Her: *Crying*
Me: "Are you ok? Whats wrong"
Her: "Im in the Emergency Room. They took the X-Rays"
Me: "And?"
Her: "Apparently my liver- my liver is bleeding, or busted or something!"
Me: "Oh my god. Thats awful!"
Her: "I don't know what's going to happen, I don't know if I'll see you again" *Crying*
She hangs up.
At this point, Im mortified. My girlfriend, the person I care most about right now, just me she might not see me again, and hangs up. I dont know whats going on, or if Ill ever see her again. I havent heard from her since. For all of you who know my real age, you may say Im overreacting as Im reather young, but guess what. I care about her so much. So don't tell me I shouldnt be this horrified. Because I am.
I needed to say that. I needed to let this all out. This isn't the only thing in my life thats giving me this feeling, but this is the most important. I plan on showing my beautiful girlfriend this blog later, and it would be amazing if you could post something of support. Not for me. Im not the one suffering. She is. If you have read this far, Im sorry you had to sit through that story. Im done. Im going to go try to call her one last time....
Thursday October 1:
Today was an interesting day. Many emotions came over me through the course of the day.
When I walked into to school the next morning, my first thought was to go to the nurses office, fish for any information I could find. As I was passing my locker, look who I saw. That's right, her. My girlfriend. I kinda felt dazed for a second, because this was exactly the opposite of what I expected to see. Let me break it down.
After she hung up, she was prepared for a variety of tests and x-rays. Apparently it was a scary and unpleasant night. And get this. I think this is the most frusturating thing. ALL THE TESTS CAME BACK SAYING NOTHING WAS WRONG. I was, like, pissed. She was obviously too. That whole bull**** about a bleeding liver or broken ribs all just far off. Now, you might think this is a great thing, but there is a catch. She got hammered so hard in the stomach, she's black and blue all up her and around her chest. I saw it. Its like a giant, thick, black cross on her chest. Its was ugly and looked painful Im not going to lie. The poor girl couldnt breath without wincing in pain. But, she was there, safe, and I was just so happy.
Now, what she didnt tell me right away is that they totally jacked her up on morphine right before school. The problem is, that:
1) It wasnt helping her pain at all
2) It was making her so tired, sad, and moodswingy.
Its 2nd period. We have symphonic band. She is so tired and worn out, she drops her flute in midsong. Just drops it and struggles to pick it back up she's so weak. Im thinking to myself "What the hell. Why is she even here, she should be at home resting". Every time I make her laugh, try to make her happy, she is in pain because of her chest. Every conversation feels incomplete and lost. Soon, the excitement of seeing her drowns away. On top of that, Ive got my stupid friends who, every time she coughs or something, go "Go comfort her!! Give her a hug do something!" making it sound like in front of her that I dont care.
So, the day goes like this. Its actually kind of a depressing day, considering how she's just absolutely miserable the entire time.
Now, this is where things get ridiculous. Since technically she is "internal stable" and "able to run, breathe, and function normally", she is required to go to freshman volleyball practice. Idiots dont see the freaking black cross on her chest. I go with her to her practice, and Im telling you every second I wish I didnt. She's clearing dying out there, collapses on the ground from time to time. I was seriously on the verge of tears. Im not gonna talk about this part.
Anyway, bacially today's summary:
1) Finding out my girlfriend is "alright" (good thing!)
2) She will take a long time to heal, and she was collapsing from sleep in school
3) Volleyball Coaches are ****ing stupid.
Thats basically it for today. It may seem like a more depressing story, but in reality the good news is she's going to be ok! Thanks to everyone who supported her last night, now all we got to do is get through a couple weeks of bruising.
This is my first blog. But, unfortunately, it is a very dismal one. This is not for any kind of sympathy, or remorse, it's just my way to get this off my chest, and see it in print.
Today started out as a normal day. I walk into school, ready to tackle that Science quiz later today, proud of my math review packet I did, and memorizing that solo I have in symphonic band. Then I see my girlfriend. She's beautiful. I was about to ask her how her game went last night, as she's on the JV volleyball team. I notice she looks weak. In pain. Her arm is wrapped around her stomach. I hug her, ask her what's wrong. She's said it's no big deal, she just got him hard in the stomach at her game. I little bruise thats all. Then she smiles. That fake smile.
The rest of the day, that's all I can think about, that defeated look on her face.
I see her next in in 6th period. Every breath she takes looks painful. I walk her to the nurses office. They give her ice. And she rests. I then see her mother walk in, she tells me to leave, that she's alright, and that she will be taken to the hospital for some X-rays. I give her a hug goodbye, and resume back to my happy mode, knowing she's in fine hands.
It's now 4pm. Im brawling my friend, Roxas (SWF username is Marthshadow). Im using Sheik (later he says that my ftilts are annoying when he uses Falco xD) and then I hear the phone ring. I tell him I have to go. It's her. Here is our conversation:
Me: "Hey, are you feeling better?"
Her: *Crying*
Me: "Are you ok? Whats wrong"
Her: "Im in the Emergency Room. They took the X-Rays"
Me: "And?"
Her: "Apparently my liver- my liver is bleeding, or busted or something!"
Me: "Oh my god. Thats awful!"
Her: "I don't know what's going to happen, I don't know if I'll see you again" *Crying*
She hangs up.
At this point, Im mortified. My girlfriend, the person I care most about right now, just me she might not see me again, and hangs up. I dont know whats going on, or if Ill ever see her again. I havent heard from her since. For all of you who know my real age, you may say Im overreacting as Im reather young, but guess what. I care about her so much. So don't tell me I shouldnt be this horrified. Because I am.
I needed to say that. I needed to let this all out. This isn't the only thing in my life thats giving me this feeling, but this is the most important. I plan on showing my beautiful girlfriend this blog later, and it would be amazing if you could post something of support. Not for me. Im not the one suffering. She is. If you have read this far, Im sorry you had to sit through that story. Im done. Im going to go try to call her one last time....
Thursday October 1:
Today was an interesting day. Many emotions came over me through the course of the day.
When I walked into to school the next morning, my first thought was to go to the nurses office, fish for any information I could find. As I was passing my locker, look who I saw. That's right, her. My girlfriend. I kinda felt dazed for a second, because this was exactly the opposite of what I expected to see. Let me break it down.
After she hung up, she was prepared for a variety of tests and x-rays. Apparently it was a scary and unpleasant night. And get this. I think this is the most frusturating thing. ALL THE TESTS CAME BACK SAYING NOTHING WAS WRONG. I was, like, pissed. She was obviously too. That whole bull**** about a bleeding liver or broken ribs all just far off. Now, you might think this is a great thing, but there is a catch. She got hammered so hard in the stomach, she's black and blue all up her and around her chest. I saw it. Its like a giant, thick, black cross on her chest. Its was ugly and looked painful Im not going to lie. The poor girl couldnt breath without wincing in pain. But, she was there, safe, and I was just so happy.
Now, what she didnt tell me right away is that they totally jacked her up on morphine right before school. The problem is, that:
1) It wasnt helping her pain at all
2) It was making her so tired, sad, and moodswingy.
Its 2nd period. We have symphonic band. She is so tired and worn out, she drops her flute in midsong. Just drops it and struggles to pick it back up she's so weak. Im thinking to myself "What the hell. Why is she even here, she should be at home resting". Every time I make her laugh, try to make her happy, she is in pain because of her chest. Every conversation feels incomplete and lost. Soon, the excitement of seeing her drowns away. On top of that, Ive got my stupid friends who, every time she coughs or something, go "Go comfort her!! Give her a hug do something!" making it sound like in front of her that I dont care.
So, the day goes like this. Its actually kind of a depressing day, considering how she's just absolutely miserable the entire time.
Now, this is where things get ridiculous. Since technically she is "internal stable" and "able to run, breathe, and function normally", she is required to go to freshman volleyball practice. Idiots dont see the freaking black cross on her chest. I go with her to her practice, and Im telling you every second I wish I didnt. She's clearing dying out there, collapses on the ground from time to time. I was seriously on the verge of tears. Im not gonna talk about this part.
Anyway, bacially today's summary:
1) Finding out my girlfriend is "alright" (good thing!)
2) She will take a long time to heal, and she was collapsing from sleep in school
3) Volleyball Coaches are ****ing stupid.
Thats basically it for today. It may seem like a more depressing story, but in reality the good news is she's going to be ok! Thanks to everyone who supported her last night, now all we got to do is get through a couple weeks of bruising.
