40/P (or, What Happened Yesterday)

So Monday afternoon I get home from visiting my dad, and I feel kind of sick. I go to sleep.
I slept for over 24 hours with few intermissions. Every 5 hours or so I would get up, take a sip of water, go lay back down.
Apparently, it wasn't enough.
Upon leaving my bed and the apartment to go get Kyle from down stairs, I felt dizzy. I passed out in the elevator. Mary was there with me. Have I ever mentioned how much I love Mary? I love her a lot. I'd be lost without her. Sometimes very literally so. She got me out of the elevator and to a chair. She also went and got my coat and a pair of shoes, so that I didn't have to walk out of the hospital barefoot and shivering. I guess Kenzie and Danni were there too. I vaguely remember Kenzie, but not Danni. I guess Danni got pushed out of the way by the angry redheaded director of residence life. She was very nice to me... It seems like she's angry because of stress.
I went out again when they were putting me into some sort of a chair. That time was cool becuase I was mostly unconsicous (as in, I couldn't hear or see anything and was generally unresponsive) but it felt like I was going around in circles very fast. it ws almost fun. I told them that I wanted Kyle i the ambulance with me, but somehow my dad got in instead. Kyle took a cab. They stuck a needle in my hand and put those sticky heart rate monitor pads on me and that thing you put over your finger to measure pulse... it had a red light at the end. And an oxygen tube thing. The oxygen tube thing probably helped me stop being faint-y the most. They asked me some questions, and my dad answred most of them. that was the one good thing about having him in there with me, he answered questions. I had that flaming lips song stuck in my head, Mr. Ambulance Driver, for obvious reasons. Except the paramedics were two women. I got to the hospital and had taken about half of the bag of saline out, they decided I was just deydrated. Three doctors came in in turns and asked me what had happened and if i was on any hard drugs. The middle one, who I think was pretending to be on TV, asked me with my dad and Kyle out of the room. He seemed sure that I was on heroin. Maybe it was the skinny, pink hair and pale.
Regardless, they gave me another bag of fluid and a heavy-duty cup of cranberry juice. like a liter. That's a lot of cranberry juice.
I did get released after about 3 hours.
I went home, ditched my 600 class (it was just math) and slept. kept drinking. Those were my instructions for staying out of the hospital. keep drinking.

Also! there was an angry nurse who made me pee in a cup. she fixed my IV though, so I didnt care so much that she was mean. At one point it started pulling blood out of my hand. bad.

Also! the 40/P reference in the title is my blood pressure when the paramedics got there. 40/P. the top was 40 (normal people are around 100), and they couldn't get a bottom. woo!

I'm ok now, I promise.