Somewhere near the end of my civilian contract in Saudi, I started feeling ill. It was unusual for me because I never even remember having the flu in my adult life. To that point, I hadn't even been sick enough to miss work. The most drastic illness that I recall is the basic common cold. Nothing more. I told HER that I was feeling a little weak and I thought I was catching the flu or something. It was funny because I had just talked to HER about how healthy I had been throughout life. I naturally assumed that it was the flu; I had nothing to compare it to. We still talked but not as much. I really wasn't feeling good. However, I wasn't sneezing or coughing or had any other typical symptom. We have talked after this incident and I said if ever I don't want to get of with HER, then SHE will know I am sick. I began cutting conversations short and feeling even weaker. SHE got irritated at me and SHE thought I just didn't want to talk to HER. SHE got fussy and argued with me over it. I didn't have the energy to argue back. I am sure SHE felt rejected. SHE told me off in messages and it was around that time that I just couldn't concentrate on anything. Again we stopped talking. I hadn't gone to the hospital yet because I felt it was just the flu in passing. Then, I was scared of what was wrong with me. I flew back to the states and, after about two weeks, I got to the point where I couldn't walk. Oh my gosh; am I dying? Now I was too scared to find out what was wrong. I was just laying in my room wasting away. Thank GOD one of my sisters found out about my condition and dialed 911. This is where my other upcoming EBOOK - http://rickysnewbook.blogspot.com/ - starts so I won't go into crazy detail about my hospital experience here. The paramedics were let into my room. They hoisted me onto a stretcher and I was rolled out to an ambulance. It was all so surreal. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I never rode in an ambulance. I got admitted into the hospital and laid out in the hallway. It seemed like an eternity. I wasn't in any pain but I was weak as crap. What on earth could be wrong with me? It had been a month since we talked by the time 911 was called. I missed HER voice but I didn't have a phone to call HER. Plus I had a steep battle ahead of me. She didn't even know that I was hospitalized. Will I recover from whatever is wrong with me? Will we ever talk again? This turned out to be trial number two...
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