Conclusions

Going into our big rugby match everyone was pumped. These are the kind of games that you wait all season to play. Although we all played our hardest, a few miscues and a couple of questionable calls doomed our game. I walked off the field with a swollen thumb, a strained pack, and a huge cramp in my stomach. I had all intentions to celebrate our season after the game with my family and friends, but about half was into dinner my stomach hurt so much that I could even sit up straight. We decided that it would be best to stay in and watch some TV. After I started to feel a little better I decided to go to bed. After laying there for about half of an hour, I felt like a brick was crushing my stomach from the inside. I got up and headed into the bathtub Laying in the bathtub I decide it is better to be safe then sorry and I told my parents that I needed to go to the hospital. From the waiting room we could hear my dad snoring from across the hall. Then a baby started crying right next to him and he slept right through it. After enduring an hour of snoring, I finally was moved to a room where I got an IV, blood tests, and X-rays over the course of four hours. Around three in the morning, my doctor came back with my blood test results. She told me that they looked good for the most part but that my liver enzymes looked high and my liver was probably swollen. She then started asking questions about my alcohol use (See Memorial Day 2007 for alcohol use history). Then after a lecture about how I drink to much by my mom, we headed out of the hospital at about 4 in the morning.