I seriously doubt that :icon_eek:
Unless one of your relatives died, yours almost certainly isn't as bad as mine :icon_sad:
<:::::::[- The Story... -]:::::::>
Well, I awoke on my birthday fairly early in a happy mood ^^
I was greeted by a small array of presents, my mother and my little brother. I eagerly opened my presents to find that I had recieved a Nintendo DS (I wanted one of those for such a long time xD)
A lot of people had to put their money together in order to buy it, just to make my birthday special... I was really REALLY happy ^^
(Be warned... From this point on, the story gets progressively worse)
Now, for reasons completely unknown to me, I had a very bad stomache ache... So I did what any typical person would do...... I went to take a dump.
(The detail here is rather gruesome)
Much to my surprise, I had diarrhea... Now, I have absolutely no idea what compelled me to do this, but I got up and had a look inside the toilet... And what did I find? A horrid black/red liquid which looked more like tar than poo...
So, upon finishing up in the bathroom, I told my mother what was wrong and it suggested internal bleeding in the upper intestine, so she had to take me to hospital :icon_sad:
I waited... And waited... And waited... And waited... And waited... Until eventually they were ready to see me.
Upon telling them the symptoms, I had to wait again... and again... and again... and again... Until they finally told me that they had to, well... Um... Have a closer look :icon_redface:
Now, if that wasn't humiliating enough, out of all the doctors in the entire hospital, they had to choose a hot, young woman to do the 'inspection' :icon_evil: :icon_redface:
So... Upon finishing the 'inspection' I had to wait again... and again... and again...
So, mother had the bright idea of going back home to bring me my DS, so that I could play with it while I was waiting. (Finally, some good news... Or was it?)
When mother left, I was told that I had to go have a Blood Test. So I followed the doctor to where they did the blood tests.
The needle went in my forearm first time... AND BROKE!!!
Digging it out of my vein was NOT fun!!!!!! :icon_evil: :icon_evil: :icon_evil:
So they tried it again in my hand, but had to leave it in for a few hours.
I'm sure you can see the mental torture about to be inflicted upon me -.-
For once mother came back, with my brand new Nintendo DS (Which I had not had the chance to play yet) I couldn't play on the damn thing, because one of my hands had a needle in it!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!
And if that wasn't bad enough!!? My b**** of a mother started playing on my DS, while I had to just sit there and watch :icon_evil: :icon_evil: :icon_evil: :icon_evil: :icon_evil:
Many hours later, once the needle was removed... They then told me that, for safety, it would be a good idea to keep me in the hospital overnight... -.-
However... Seeing as it was my birthday, they sympathetically let me go and enjoy myself so long as I didn't overdo it =/
With it being over 8 hours later, it was now night time... So instead of going to do the amazingly fun thing we had planned, we decided to go have a nice chinese meal and celebrate my birthday another day.
So we went out... Had a nice meal... Enjoyed ourselves... (That was quite fun ^^)
But... This is not the end of the story... The worst is yet to come :icon_eek:
For when I returned home... I realised that my arms, face and body were covered in big red rashes.
I think you know wht that means -.-
So ONCE AGAIN, I was rushed back to the damned hospital, because I had an allergic reaction to something I had in the Chinese Restaurant.
Tests were done, and I was told that it was nothing too serious. They gave me some strong Anti-Allergy tablets and let me out a few hours later, upon being certain that the swelling stopped.
I went back home at 2:00 am, exhausted and pissed off... As it was my very first allergic reaction, I was afraid of anything else happening, so I found it hard to sleep :icon_cry:
Everything was fine again the next day :icon_neutral:
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That is the horribly traumatic and embarassing story of my 15th Birthday...
Feel free to laugh if you wish, but do remember that it was still the worst day of my life :icon_sad:
