I'm sure a few of you folks have wanted to know what just what the heck happened over the past week and a half. Let me bring up everyone to speed. I was admitted to the hospital for an infection in my leg, brought on by my poor circulation. This blog is mainly to remind myself of the ordeal I went through and how I never want to go through it again. I do this more for my benefit than anyone else's, so if you wish, below are the details.

Day 1(Feb. 27th): Initial infection
It started out as an ordinary Monday. I woke up as I always do on Mondays, around 11am. I had class at 1pm but I was feeling like crap and with very little sleep behind me I decided to sleep in. It was about 4pm when I roused back awake. I was tired, and quite warm. My leg was apparently swollen and aching(which was a typical event so I paid it no mind.) What I did find unusual was the fact that I couldn't stop shivering. I thought it was really cold in my apartment, so I turned up the heat. This only slightly solved the problem.
I was planning on playing some video games with my buddy Dave that night around 8pm-9pm. As time wore on and it got closer, I began to feel much more tired and warm. The shivering did stop eventually but I knew something was coming on. Dave insisted I take a caffeine pill and tough it out, unawares that I was also getting more sick. After about an hour he said I was sweating like crazy. He took my temperature. 104°F. For those of you who do not know, at 102°F, most people are incoherent. I still maintained my ability to talk normally. He measured again, and it was the same. After a few discussions with his girlfriend the nurse and my step-mom the nurse, I was off to the hospital.

They too took my temperature, and it was 105°F there. After a couple tests and investigation, they admitted me to the hospital. I tell you I am the wittiest when I'm lying on my back, 12 midnight and a 105° fever coursing through my body. I can barely remember them stabbing me with the needle to insert the IV. I did have a problem with them stabbing me, as I've always had a fear of needles. That night I managed to get by by looking the other way and humming the Overworld theme to Super Mario Brothers. Anything to get my mind off that needle. Once the IV was in and a room prepared, I was off on my way for an extended stay at Chez Lockport Memorial Hospital.

To be continued...