the full story.

okay, here is the story for all of y'all who heard that i was in the ER last weekend. yeah, sorry it took me forever to even WANT to write about this!

okay, so it's friday night, and my parents are furious because i was an hour late for curfew, which wouldn't be a big deal if i didn't have a performance the next morning at 10 am- a devotional, the speaker being john bytheway. kindof a big deal.

anyway, i go to bed around 1-1:30 and wake up around 2:30 with the feeling like i had dust in my ear. it didn't really phase me until i started feeling like it might be something worse, like water, or an infection. i could push on my ear or hit it until it stopped irritating me, but it would start back up again intermittently. it didn't start to hurt until about 2:45 when i went downstairs and started researching ear infections, etc.
i figured that it was probably an ear infection because of the fever and the sound of water and pressure change in my ear until the pain started to get worse. and worse. and worse, until it got excruciatingly bad. i thought about waking my parents until i realized that they were already furious at me for being late and unprepared. sooo i decided to wait out the pain until 3:30. that's a DANNNNGG long time when you're in pain, might i add!
anyway, it got so bad that i couldn't refrain from screaming. seriously. it was bad.
so my mom came rushing out wondering what was wrong and i told her that my ear drum was going to burst. all the while screaming, of course.
she woke my dad and we rushed to the emergency room at about 3:20-3:30.
we arrive at the emergency room and the pain in HORRIBLE. and it didn't help that the thought of my ear drum bursting was running through my mind.
so we get into the hospital and they put my in my room where i was writhing in pain on the bed when the doctor came in. he took a look in my ear and looked up and my mom and quitely nodded and said "yeah, there's a bug...." and then asked me to sit up. of course i heard what he said, but i was REALLY hoping i heard that wrong, seeing as my hearing was a little off. as i sat up, he said, "well, looks like there's an insect in there." can you guess what happened next?
i screamed, "GET IT OOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!"
i could tell he was a little bothered. anyway, my mom and dad were conferencing with the doctor in the hall about how the get the bug out. okay, seriously? um, my dad might not be a doctor, but not that kind.........
so, i'm just laying on this bed freaking out that there is a bug in my ear and the doctor comes in and asks if i want an iv or any kind of sedation, and i said ABSOLUTELY NOT to the iv; i pass out with the SIGHT of a needle anywhere NEAR my arm, so we decided sedation. mind you, this whole time i'm not even really coherent because i'm in so much pain, and frankly, FREAKED OUT that there is a bug in my ear so i'm just freaking out all the while.
moving right along, my mom starts talking to the 2 nurses holding my down and the doctor saying, "most people like their ears, but she is a musician, so you HAVE TO GET THE BUG OUT!!!! and not to mention she IS going to sing with john bytheway in less than 6 hours."
so the nurse comes in, unbuttons my jeans like a pro.....weird.....and then sticks the tranquilizer in my butt. yep. nice. my mom asked over and over how long the sedation would take to wear off because i needed to be alive for the performance. they told her 2 hours, which meant approximately 6 am.
okay, so as 2 nurses held me down, i'm not even sure what happened, but somehow that bug came out. alive. yes, alive. in one piece. and now in a jar.
right after they finished the "procedure", the sedation kicked in! just in time, right?! anyway, i had to stay at the hospital for a while until they thought i was okay to go home. when i was ready to go home, that tranquilizer made me so nauseous that i almost threw up literally every 15 seconds, for about 20 minutes until i was in my own bed, COMPLETELY knocked out. sleeping in the scene of the crime!!
anyway, my mom woke me up around 8 which was almost 3 hours after coming home, and i was still totally under the drugs, but now coherent enough to get in the shower.
so i'm in the shower when i realize that i can't stand up and i am SO close to passing out before i just get out and lay on the ground. i make it to my bedroom somehow, still on the floor because i am SOOO tired and SOOO nauseous. my mom came in on the phone with the lady in charge of the meeting which was now in less than 2 hours telling her, "yeah, she's doing fine now, she'll make it! she's just....on....the flooryeahwe'llbetheresoooon!!!!"
basically dead, i SOMEHOW get in the car where my parents had made me a lovely little bed! i was still so nauseous and tired that noone knew how i was going to sing, and it was getting to the point where i was going to forfeit the performance. well, let's be real, everyone else was forfeiting the performance for me because i was so drugged.
we arrive in salt lake around 10:15, after the meeting had started and after the first song i was supposed to perform. i go into the bathroom with my mom to put on normal clothes and am white as snow. i literally did not think i could do it.
just as i finish putting on my clothes, it was time for me to sing my second song. sick as a dog, i walk up to the front, as the lady introduces me and tells everyone how fabulous of a night i had. i sang the song. i sat down and started crying. it's kinda hard to perform when you feel like you're gonna pass out and throw up at the same time. just sayin'.
long story short(ha! yeah right.), i sang the third song, and then had to endure a whole luncheon of pretending to be okay.

okay, soooo that's the story. most of it, anyway.

the pictures were taken on my way back from salt lake later that day. OBVIOUSLY doing ALOT better!