ended up having to go to the hospital for chest pains and vomiting (my fave), which was terrible…I spent two hours on the bathroom floor, puking. On my sweatshirt, my sweatpants, you can’t imagine. I couldn’t hold my head up. My blood pressure was a lovely 84/48, which is great…back up now. Got two IVs (yes, two. the lady fucked up the first one.), bloodwork, and some Zolfran.

Shitty day overall, they want me back on my regular meal plan tomorrow. Not going to happen most likely, I asked to talk to my nutritionist in the morning.

Good news: my insurance review was today and they approved me for another two weeks. I know it’s good that I have the time I need to get better, but I’ve officially been here for 14 days, and it’s been the longest 14 days of my life. Can’t wait to talk to Rebecca tomorrow, she always makes me feel better. Also need to catch up with my psychiatrist and possibly switching off of Zoloft? I can’t tell if it’s making things better of worse. I’m currently on 200mg, and still taking the Klonopin 1-2 times daily. It’s just so much to handle. 

Bloodwork tomorrow, even though I got it done today; I’m vitamin D and zinc deficient (even though I have no control over what I eat here) and my white blood cell count is low (which explains why I contracted the stomach flu).

Anyway, that’s my life. Love you all, sorry the updates haven’t been as frequent as I’d like. xoxox!