So I was in the emergency room tonight...
Seriously, I was. For me.

I knew it was going to happen sooner or later, I just never thought it'd be sooner. My stomach was hurting majorly bad tonight, so bad that I couldn't do my job properly. I was even squirting tears of agony, it hurt so much. After a few servers kept asking if I was ok, I sorta-fainted on one of the back tables.

Suzi, who is relatively new, but one of those 5o year old, mother hen types (*happy grin* I love those types because they love me so much ^_^), waited for me to wake up again, then told me I needed to call my mom and go to the hospital. Which is exactly what happened.

I remember shivering violently (sounds dramatic, but really, my whole body was just shaking uncontrollably) and wondering why my ears were so hot. One of the male nurses got me a hot blanket. You know how when you're in a doctor's office when you're really sick and you just start feeling better just because you're in a doctor's office? Well, between that and the warm blanket, I started to feel better.

So I got a hospital bracelet thingy, watched other emergency room patients (mostly of the broken bone variety), had x-rays taken, blood too (I never realized how dark blood is!), and The Question constantly asked. Yes, folks, the theme for the night was: "Are you pregnant?"

*snickers lovingly to self as Jamal faints*

My servers were teasing me about that after I woke up from my half-faint (for some reason, having a stomach ache is equivalent to being pregnant. Whatever.). Mom even got in on it: "Ginny, is there something I need to know about? You can talk to me, you know. I would looooooove to be a grandmother, you know."
"For the 37th time, NO, I'm NOT!"
"Oh well..."

The tests proved me right, and the doctors finally concluded that I just ended up there because I was a nervous wreck. Joy. That's like the freakin' story of my life. >_> [sarcasm]What could I possibly have in my life that could make me a nervous wreck?[/sarcasm]

So, with any kind of love and understanding from management, they'll back off of me for a few days to let me recover. I have to admit, I've had more boring nights. ^^;

Take it from me, folks, worrying does nothing to help.