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Yesterday sucked big...hairy...balls. I was moving chairs at the pool and somehow pulled a muscle or something but I didn't want to go home so I didn't tell my boss. But, then when I got on stand my back started having spams and I wasn't able to move for a few minutes because of the pain. So, they called my parents to pick me up so we were going to go home and give me a pain pill when my mom decided to mention work comp and that's where everything crappy started. The City of Converse wanted to be "covered" so they made me wait for a damned ambulance to show up to drive me over to BAMC where they took a couple of X-Rays and then sent me to wait in the ER for 3 hours. Then, the guy from the City of Converse's clinic came to give me a breathilizer and drug check so that I wasn't trippin' balls when I got hurt. Then after that I went back to the waiting room for another 3 hours until the doctor finally decided to call me back.

Now, the muscle that I pulled was one on my back so I can barely move anything without it hurting. So, with the multiple hours sitting in a very uncomfortable chair I had to try and move to get comfortable which hurt a lot...a lot.

So when the doctor called me back I had to wait like 20-30 more minutes to get a shot and be on my way. She gave me a prescription for some pills and the nurse gave me a shot. He told me that I should wait 15 or so more minutes so that they can be sure I won't have a reaction. So, I'm in the ER waiting and watching Flash Point on KENS 5 ( xd ) when I start to realize that I'm about to pass out. Then, I wake up because my legs were hurting because my legs had slipped out of the stirrups on the wheel chair and there are like 3 nurses around me. So, they wheel me back into the room where I was (which was actually a few doors down from where I was before) and I was burning up. So, while a nurse went out to get me an icepack I began to throw up. Then the ice pack comes and they put it on my forehead and it was unbelievably cold, like so cold it was burning me, and they wouldn't let me take it off. Then like 15 minutes later I was fine and waiting for my dad to come back because he had to leave to go pick Evan up from the pool. My mom got me a gatorade and hershey's bar and then my dad showed up and we went to Wing Stop. Now I am off work until Tuesday all because the City of Converse wanted to "help."

If it wasn't for them I would have just stayed at home all day and there would have been no unconcious boy trying to watch Flash Point on the Boob Tube.