Sunday, September 9, 2012

The attack of the OVARIAN CYST

Once upon a time, Darlene and Max were at Max's house getting ready to go to the movies on a beautiful Thursday eve. Everything was fine and dandy until Darlene felt a stabbing sensation and exclaimed, "Ouch!!!". Suddenly, she found herself doing this: 
In absolute confusion, Max turns to Darlene and says "what?! what's the matter?!". The young man's facial expression was a little something like this:
Darlene began to calm down a little bit and in a trembling voice said, "I have no idea! it feels like my uterus is trying to fall out! I have sharp pain and it feels like something in me is putting sharp pressure downwards, it hurts!!"...Before Max could respond, Darlene tried standing up and immediately fell back down in pain stating "Ohhhhh ouuuuchhhh, I can't take this pain!". Max immediately reached for her hand and rubbed Darlene's back and stated, "Babe I can't stand to see you in pain. I have no idea what this could be, I think we need to go to Urgent Care, now!". Stubborn as a mule, Darlene refused and wanted to lay down in case the pain just went away. Besides, she doesn't have health insurance and can't afford and emergency visit.

About 2 minutes went by before the pain worsened. Darlene was curled over in pain and finally agreed to be taken to Urgent Care. Max drove there while holding her hand along the way, his face as pale as paper showing concern and fear. 

They arrived at Urgent care and Darlene was able to speak without crying. When it was finally time to be triaged, Darlene stood up to see the Nurse and nearly collapsed. The pain was so bad, that standing up made it worse, and taking any steps to walk made it seem like she was approaching an agonizing death. Tears began to flow out as Darlene's arm began to shake. Max rushed for a wheelchair and sat Darlene down. The nurse asked her questions and noted Darlene's pain at a 10/10. She did not offer pain medication. Darlene was upset. The Urgent Care physician approached the bawling patient and her concerned boyfriend. Questions were made and a conclusion by the physician stated, " Due to this being a gynocological problem, it is out of my scope. We don't have Ultrasound here, so i suggest we transfer you immediately to Mercy Gilbert ER! We need to see what is causing the pain and only they can do it." Angry that nothing was done, Darlene opted to go back home due to not being able to afford an ER visit.

Poor Max was at Darlene's bedside for the following hours, doing everything for her in order to simply lay down and rest. He even fed her jello since she hadn't eaten anything. The pain was still there. Sharp and stabbing pain that made darlene want to vomit. It was the worst pain experienced by this young woman. 

THE NEXT DAY:
Pain was still there, thankfully now at a stable 3/10. Still, Darlene sat through a 5 hour lecture and was ever so careful when walking. Upon getting home, her mom and her began to call every clinic they could to see who did discounts on non-insured patients. Ultrasounds cost a lot of money, and seeing the doctor alone just to get an order was going to cost $115. This seemed ridiculous!!

FINALLY, a family friend suggested a small Hispanic clinic that does general medicine at a very affordable price. The sweet and concerned mom took no time in dragging Darlene to the clinic.

4:10pm: They arrive at the clinic and Darlene explains her situation to the front desk lady, who was extremely caring and attentive to detail. She said that at 4:00pm, the ultrasound man leaves and is done for the day. The ultrasound man happened to have been listening and stated, "no, it's okay, I want to her help, give me a few minutes to set up the machine". WOW what a BLESSING!! The kind man set everything up and took Darlene and her mom into the room. While performing the diagnostic test, the pain came back and the girl exclaimed "OUCH!! it hurts right THERE!!"....a few personal questions about Darlene's menstrual cycle was asked and finally the man said, 
"there it is, you my dear have a CYST on your RIGHT OVARY. The left ovary looks perfect but your right one is carrying a nasty angry cyst! Come back Tuesday to speak with the physician and get your ultrasound"
The kinda man continued to explain how a cyst develops and how Darlene's was a common one, that most women will get in their lifetime.


Can't believe how painful those boogers are!! Now, Darlene just has to wait until that sucker bursts which will cause more pain and a little bit of blood, but that will be the end of the monster.





being a girl is great, isn't it? 


Tuesday, September 4, 2012

I lack the big C word: CONFIDENCE

So,...I love Instagram. I barely use it to post my own pictures, but i sure do enjoy seeing everyone's creative pictures or awesome life. But I do notice a lot of girls posting pictures of themselves wearing super fashionable clothes, perfect make up and perfect hair. They have the perfect accessories, shoes, pretty nails and PERFECT body. Then I do the big "uh oh"...


...I am 100% guilty for sitting there and comparing myself to these beautiful girls with perfect everything! why why why why why???

Truth: Never have I ever cared about my weight. I know i'm not skinny, but I know i'm not morbidly obese. I eat whatever I want (Shoot, i had my gallbladder removed last year due to poor food choices), I drank soda all day for every meal and in between meals, I hate make up and go without it, and i HATE doing my hair/ I dont know HOW to do my hair so it's just...there. 

Anyways, I will sit there and think: "She has the perfect body" "I will never have a waist like that" "I have no idea how to wear make up! what the heck is foundation and why do girls wear it? uhh what's concieler? how do you spell concieler? I wished i had long eye lashes. My teeth need to be more white. I need to start doing something to my hair".....THE LIST GOES ON.



I dont understand where these girls get the time or money to be so gorgeous!! I envy them! I wished I had time in the morning to get up, do my hair and tease it perfectly, take my time with my make up and make myself look flawless. I wished I had money to even go shopping for something new and to rock it everyday with my awesome accessories and perfect heals to match. GOODNESS I CAN'T EVEN WALK IN HIGH HEALS!! I wanna be like them all the time!!


Instead, here is my look 5/7 days of the week: 

Sweat pants, tshirt, hair not done, no make up (hence glasses), and whatever i find for my feet. 

I only get ready for dates with Max and Sunday. 

But i realize, not doing anything to make myself feel pretty has REALLY brought me down. I feel so un girly!!

I can't paint my nails for school, i have to have my hair up in a high bun for school and clinicals, i get up at 5am for a 14 hour shift so i dont even bother putting on blush, and I go to the gym about 2 times a week for ZUMBA which i rock but I dont do any weights! I dropped the soda though and am now on 3 weeks with no caffeine! uh, it's killing me! I need soda. fatgirlproblems.


I has the sweetest boyfraan who tells me i'm retarded for ever comparing myself cause to him i'm perfect, blah blah you know...all the stuff a good man is supposed to say. haha! I do appreciate it though.

But then crazy me sees pics of his ex's and how they're perfectly thin and fashionable and girly, and i get so insecure. i suck? yep.

Goal:
  1. Wear make up more often. A little mascara and blush can make a difference, i hope?
  2. Learn a hair style I can do. Youtube has to have tutorials? ;)
  3. Don't shop for new clothes. Save money. I'm in school. priorities: saving my little income for bigger things. I can work with what i have ;)
  4. Wear something besides OLD NAVY flip flops. 
  5. Learn how to do weight lifting? Maybe? or at least do pushups and sit ups before bed. BUT DON'T OBSESS WITH IT. I AM HEALTHY AND GRATEFUL FOR NO COMORBIDITIES.
  6. Remember a smile is never ugly
  7. STOP COMPARING MYSELF TO THE PRETTY GIRLS  I'M FRIENDS WITH! they're gorgeous but I can be gorgeous too!
  8. Listen to Max when he's telling me what I deserve. He's with me for a reason right?
  9. Media makes skinny be what is expected, but a girl's gotta have some curves, right? ;)
  10. Dress up sometimes. Don't wear sweatpants 6/7 days!! 

I'm awesome. :)