Chapter 4: You know how the time flies, Only yesterday was the time of our lives.
It had been a week since I went up to New York to spend time with my mom and step-father. I had my ticket in hand, and my suitcase packed and by the front door. Mom and Jack had a conference to go to, so I was stuck in the apartment, until I heard a knock on the door. It was Dr. Cassidy and Nurse Nichol. They were there to take me to the airport. I loaded my bag into the truck and sat on the outside by the window, with Nurse Nichol in the middle of Dr. Cassidy and me. As soon as I was buckled into the truck, and the door was closed, I laid my head on the window and closed my eyes. I was soon fast asleep as we pulled to the first stoplight. It took a good hour or so to get to the airport. When we got there, Dr. Cassidy came to my side of the truck, and woke me up. I slowly got out of the truck and shook both of their hands. Dr. Cassidy gave me his business card with his cell phone number on it just in case if I needed to call him for anything. I got onto the plane, in first class yet again, and found my seat. I got some water from the stewardess and said thank you to her. I immediately felt a migraine come on and got out one of my migraine medicine. I took it with water and fell asleep before we even took off. I felt my head go forward and then I found my head laying on something soft, like a pillow. My row mate, Dr. Alex Smith, was right next to me again. He said that he missed California a lot, and so he contacted Delta Airlines, to be a flight doctor for some of the cross country trips from Hawaii to New York along with New York to California, and vice versa. As soon as we were up in the air, and after our meals had been served, the captain came on the intercom and welcomed everyone on board and told us what the flight time was going to be. I fell asleep on a pillow that had been put behind my head for me. I soon fell asleep until the last thirty minutes or so when the flight attendant told me to sit my seat back up. I did as I was told. My seatmate, Alex, asked me how I was feeling and told him that I was feeling fine. On the way down, when the cabin pressure changed, I started getting a headache, but the good thing was that it wasn't a migraine. After we touched down, my head felt really bad and I asked my seatmate if he had any Tylenol or anything. He pulled out two Advil and asked the flight attendant for a small bottle of water. I graciously took the NSAIDs and the water and got up slowly. My head was bothering me so much that he grabbed my bag for me and helped me up. I grabbed my bag from him and started to walk towards the arrivals area looking for my ride. I found my dad and my grandpa. I gave them each a hug and said thank you to Alex. We got into grandpa's car and I immediately fell asleep. When we got home, dad took my bag inside and grandpa woke me up. My head was still bothering me, but I didn't want to let him know. We went inside the house and Amanda and Jesse were there to greet me. We feasted on BBQ ribs, coleslaw, and baked beans from BBQ Bob's. During dinner, I barely touched my food. Jesse looked over at me and noticed that I looked tired. They were all asking me questions about my trip, and I had zoned out and didn't hear a word that they had said, until grandpa touched my hand. "I'm sorry everyone. I'm just a bit tired I guess," I said as I responded to what all they were asking me. My head was still hurting and I wasn't sure why. It had been several hours since I had taken the medicine that Alex had given me. After dinner, I went into my room and I went to lie down for a few minutes. When I got into my room, I sat on my bed and I fell asleep immediately. Two hours later, Jesse came into my room to see if I was ok and to see if I wanted any dessert. He went over to my bed and felt my forehead. I was burning up. He got me a cool washcloth and put it on my forehead. I stirred a bit and opened my eyes. Jesse was checking my pulse and was counting my breath sounds to see if they were shallow or not. I fell back asleep and he continued to wipe my forehead. He went to cool off the rag a bit and placed it on my forehead again. I woke up about twenty minutes later to find him still in my room making sure that I was ok. My headache was still there, but I didn't want to say anything to them. Jesse walked out of the room, as I went to put a robe on. Even though I was warm to the touch, my body was shivering. I put socks and slippers on, and went out into the living room. As I came out of my room, I went into the living room and the room started spinning on me. I collapsed onto the floor. Jesse went to get grandpa's medical bag and Amanda had the phone ready to call an ambulance just in case if we were to need one. Dad got a small bag of ice and a kitchen towel and placed the ice bag in the towel and placed it under my neck. I woke up within ten minutes of having the ice placed under my neck and my feet being elevated. Grandpa took my temperature and it was around 100.3 degrees. I was starting to feel a bit better and was able to sit up with the help of Jesse and dad. I made it to the couch and sat down. Jesse held the ice bag on the back side of my neck, which helped for a while. After a while, I went to stand up again and slowly padded back into my room for sleep. I fell asleep that night, not knowing if I was going to be in pain the next day as well. I went to bed that night with migraine. I took one of my migraine medicines and went to bed. The next morning, I woke up, sat up and got dizzy on my bed. I cautiously lied back down onto my bed and closed my eyes. I reopened my eyes and sat up again. I went to the kitchen and sat down with dad and Grandpa. Amanda had gone into work early to do an autopsy. Both dad and grandpa had decided to stay home that day to keep an eye on me. The three of us had breakfast, and I decided to go and lay on the couch. I was so tired and I didn't know why. The cabin pressure headache was still there, and I didn't want to say anything to them. Grandpa asked me if I was ok, and I told them that I would be fine and that there was no need to worry. Around 11:30, after Amanda had gotten done with the autopsy, she came home and Jesse brought lunch over. We ate around the table and I still didn't have much of an appetite. I ate very little and decided to go back to my room.