Two years ago...

I've come so far, I really have. But I can't help thinking about this time two years ago. It was this time of year in 2010 when I started to get sick (quite literally, actually). I started in with a nagging nausea on Columbus day (Monday the 11th) while shopping with my mom at the mall. The next day I still felt nauseous but I was able to do school. I came home and started in with frequent vomiting. I was vomiting so much that it turned into dry heaving (not a pleasant feeling). Now, I can't remember when the hiccups started, but I had uncontrollable hiccups for days. Once case lasted FOUR days. It got to the point where my ribcage was just so sore and tired. My mom brought me to the doctor's office/emergency room multiple times and nobody could be really sure what the exact problem was. Eventually I was admitted to our local hospital. During my stay, I was so nauseous that nobody could eat in my room. If people wanted to eat while visiting me, they had to go to another room. I stayed there for three nights until I was strong enough to walk a little and less nauseous. My vomiting had also calmed down a little bit. I went home and spent a few days there but I also started to develop a weird, single, longer drawn out hiccup that usually happened around the time of throwing up. I wasn't getting better and finally we just decided that my mom would bring me to Maine Med (a larger hospital about 30 minutes from my house). After a visit to that emergency room, I was admitted to the Barbara Bush Children's Hospital (the children's wing in Maine Med). When I was at BBCH the drawn out hiccup I had experienced before turned into more of a seizure type thing that would occur every hour. Actually, this is how it went, I would get the seizure/hiccup thing, I would pass out, and then I  would wake up and then throw up. This happened every hour on the hour. (No, I was not looking at a clock and making myself do it). Eventually they spread out and I wasn't vomiting very often. I stayed in BBCH for three nights, also. It seemed like forever since I had been outside (little did I know that I would learn what that actually feels like). It's so weird looking back on that point in my life. I didn't think I was very sick at all. It's like my life finally got back to normal after that, and then I ran into a brick wall in November. I know I can't change what happened to me, but I do have days when I miss my life pre NMO.