Palamon
Silence is Purple
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Well. The title is what I titled because that's what I've been telling myself lately. Despite this pink font making this post look sugary, I'll say this now: it won't be.
So, I've been in all sorts of pain this week and last week. Last Wednesday, it was my left ear. That went away, thank God. That's over. But, that wasn't serious.
It was only the beginning.
Aside from my headaches, which I pay no attention to, there's been worse hell going on.
Um, you see, my chest pains have gotten really bad. From being sometimes to all the time. They've been getting worse throughout the week. I've been crying from the pain, at times. Sometimes, screaming because it's so painful and sudden. If I get too excited, I get attacks. So I try to stay calm to not trigger anything. Well, I can walk, but there are times it hurts too much. It's become a challenge to walk a certain distance, so I didn't go to the library today since I knew I shouldn't.
Basically, it's intense, intense pain, but not heartburn. Heartburn has moved to my throat.
That's not all; I get random pain in my shoulder which might be connected to that chest pain I'm having.
At this point, I know what to do. I need to be seen. Well, I have to call my grandma and tell her my symptoms so she can tell me where I really need to go.
Because I don't want to go to a hospital if it isn't serious enough. ^^;
Well, symptoms I've discovered.
*Extreme chest pain. Will not go away. (Not heartburn. Actual pain.)
*Occasional heartburn (in throat)
*Random pains. (sometimes in ear, shoulder.)
*Headache or Dizziness.
*No matter what fluids I drink, it doesn't help. (Water, for example.)
*If I move too much/a lot, work on something for more than an hour, get too excited, the pain in my chest gets worse.
Maybe it would be silly to say I'm sick. I don't know.
I'm currently trying to tell my mom to take me to a doctor/ER. But I have energy because ADHD is nasty, so, I'm sure she won't believe me... so I'll have to make her believe me. I know something is wrong with me. This is not healthy, and obviously, I am not well and need treatment. The hard part is getting through to mom and dad since they barely care.
"Shh, shhh, child, it's going to be okay... it's going to be okay."
...It's going to be okay.
I'm sorry.