Spider Bite???

Emergency Room. Those are two words that I would be happy to not have to associate myself with ever again. After I got home from my Grandparents in Boise I got really sick and had a really bad pain in my leg. I noticed what looked like a bite mark on my hip. Since I had been sick my instructors at school were worried that meant that I was bit by a poisonous spider and that it was in my bloodstream and making me sick so they made me leave school and go to a doctor to get it checked out. So anyone that knows my dad knows that he is bit of a worry wort. As soon as he found out what was going on he got on the phone and was calling every doctor, orthodontist(yes people, he called my uncle that is an orthodontist for "medical" help), nurse, etc. Every person he talked to told him to take me to the ER. So that's where we went. And we went there the night after that. And the night after that. And the night after that. In one week I had been to the ER four nights in a row. I'm pretty sure they knew me by name by our last visit. They were going back and forth on whether it was a spider bite or shingles. They gave me a ton of medication that would treat both of those so for a week straight I was not allowed to drive. By the fourth visit to the ER I decided to try and make the best out of the situation and take some pictures with Chelsi. I was on pain medication so apparently I was laughing really loud and really hard and embarrassing my dad. He was telling me to act normal and to stop embarrassing him. He couldnt help but laugh by the end of the night. It only took 1 trip to the doctor, 4 trips to the Emergency Room, and about 7 prescribed medications daily to finally start feeling better but the funny things that people are telling me I did while being on the medicine was all worth the pain!

Me and Chelsi

Me and my Dad. So excited to be "bonding" :)