Wednesday

I decided to skip to Wednesday because this is where all the drama happens. Nothing really changed on Tuesday. Fever still at 103, tonsils getting bigger, everything else is the same. I didn't get much sleep because I couldn't get comfortable due to my back being in pain every time I laid down and my stomach hurting.

Day 3 was terrible. I woke up and my tonsils were so swollen there was about an eighth of an inch between both of them. That means I couldn't even swallow my own spit, much less any food. I also couldn't talk. Not because my voice was gone or anything. My voice was still there. My tonsils were so swollen that I couldn't move the back of my tongue to form any words. Every time I tried to, I sounded like I was a little mentally challenged. My whole abdomen was extremely swollen as well. The doctor told us I wasn't supposed to do any contact sports because there was a chance my spleen could burst. One of the symptoms of mono is your spleen and liver become enlarged. It's an uncommon symptom, but it happens. Because we were told this and my abdomen became swollen, we went back to the doctor after we were sure there was no more medicine in me.

We arrived at the doctors office where we waited for about an hour and a half. This whole waiting thing gets really irritating because I hate doctors offices. They smell really gross. That's one of the most disgusting smells to me. The doctors always smell like it too. I have never found a doctor I like. They always touch me and poke me and prod me and I don't like that.

After we get in to see the doctor, she pushes on me and talks a lot and then decides I need to get blood drawn. Damn it. I've only gotten blood drawn once and it was one of the most traumatizing experiences of my life. They couldn't find a good vein and after I fainted once we got to the car. It was scary. So I'm thinking, awesome, get ready to faint and cry and be in pain.