hospitals are most unpleasant places. especially in the boonies of upstate new york where the night staff, for the most part, are bitter employees who harbor an intense dislike of bard students and have tendencies to unnecessarily over medicate. the dialogue went something like this:
nurse: "i'm giving you something for your nausea and something for the pain."
me: "what? but i'm not in any pain."
nurse: "don't worry, it's a non-opiate. it won't make you sleepy or anything like that."
damn right it didn't. 3 minutes later my cheeks were flushed, my heart rate was up, and i was overcome with an overwhelming desire to rip out the iv and run out of the hospital screaming. and the only response i got was "don't worry, it will pass in a few minutes, dear. you're just having an extremely rare reaction. some people get it, but it's nothing to worry about." easy for her to say, she wasn't the one overcome with anxiety and the internal discomfort of your body telling you in every way possible that something is wrong.
i can only hope that the next time i have a problem with my body that warrants a trip to the hospital, it will not be northern dutchess.
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