Fainting and the Doctor.

Wow. Ever since Tuesday, things have been extremely crazy. This week has not been a good one at all. I'm so happy that it's finally Friday. *Starts mentally singing "Friday" by Rebecca Black.*

Tuesday, there was a choir concert at my school. I had choir class last period Tuesday which was a good thing because then we could rehearse the same day of the concert. We had to stand on the risers in the auditorium to practice because that's where the concert was going to be later that night. I stood on the risers and we started practicing. About ten minutes later I felt like I was going to faint. I felt extremely strange all of the sudden. Suddenly, all I could see was the color gray. I had to sit, or else I would've completely fainted. (This has happened many times before too. The first time this happened was in eighth grade, and my friends took me to the nurses office. It didn't happen again until April of last year while in Spanish class. That time I did completely faint. It's happened very frequently this year though.) Anyway, I sat down for about five minutes. I got back up and felt the same way again, so I sat down. During the hour and a half of choir class, I almost fainted a total of four times.

Later that night was the choir concert. I wasn't nervous about it, but I was nervous about my fainting problem. I told myself that I would be fine though, since we'd only be on stage for about ten minutes. I was wrong. It was time to perform, so we went on stage. I did fine for about five minutes. We were almost done with our second song when I started feeling strange again. I tried to just look down, but that didn't help. When I looked back up, I couldn't see anything. Everything was gray. I sat down.

Once I sat down, I was fine. I began to see again within thirty seconds. I didn't get back up though because if I did, I would just have to sit down because I'd feel faint all over again. I sat until the end of the last song, then I got up and walked off of the stage with everyone else.

When I got back in the choir room to hang my robe up after performing, I was still freaked out. I was extremely embarrassed for having to sit in front of not only our choir, but the entire audience. People I've barely spoken to in my life were coming up to me and asking me if I was alright and what happened. I told them that I was ok (but on the inside I really wasn't) and that I almost fainted so I had to sit down.

About a minute after I hung my robe up, my mom came storming into the choir room. I got nervous because she was really upset and crying. She hugged me and I started crying because I knew I wasn't ok. One of the things I hate the most and the thing I'm most terrified of is crying in front of people. I cried in front of the people in my choir. That rose my level of embarrassment even more. Of course, people started circling around me and hugging me and saying that I did good. I honestly don't feel like I "did good" because if I did good, I wouldn't have had to sit down. I wouldn't have almost fainted.

My mom, a friend and I walked out of the choir room and into the hallway so more people wouldn't see me upset. I saw my dad standing in the hallway. My friend wiped some of my tears because I didn't have a tissue. My mom told me to take drinks out of the water fountain, so I did. Water never tasted so good before. My mom said that there is definitely something wrong with me since I fainted a total of 5 times that day. She decided that I need to go to the doctor. Inside, I was so happy. I've known for a while that something is wrong with me, but no one would do anything about it. I thought that finally something would be done, and I'd be alright again. Back to the way things used to be what feels like forever ago before it all happened.

We talked in the hallway for about ten minutes. People kept walking by and staring. My parents said that they were going to find my choir teacher and tell him that we are going home since I almost fainted. They never found my choir teacher, but they found a different one and told him, and he said that's fine and that we can go. We left and gave my friend a ride home because she didn't have a ride. I still was crying.

I ended up crying that whole night until I went to bed. I kept wondering what was wrong, what people think of me now, how embarrassing the whole situation was.

Wednesday I went to school, and everything was normal. Only two people asked what happened, and I explained it to them. When school was over, I walked to our car and my mom told me that I have a doctors appointment Thursday at 11:05 and that I wouldn't be going to school.

Yesterday came, and I went to the doctor. I'm not going to lie, I was extremely nervous. What was wrong? Will they find out? I didn't know. The doctor was running behind which made me even more nervous. Finally they called my name. The nurse took my blood pressure and asked me what was going on. I told her that I almost fainted five times Tuesday. She left, and it seemed like forever until my doctor finally came in. By this time, I was so scared.

He asked me to stand up. I stood up, and he asked if I had back problems. I said no. He had me bend over and touch my toes so he could see if my spine was messed up. Luckily it wasn't. He asked me some more questions. He told my mom and I that I should have some blood work done again. We walked down the hall to get to where they would take my blood. Usually it doesn't hurt when my blood is drawn, but they took two tubes and it really hurt this time. The lady who took my blood told me that I have to have an EKG. I was extremely freaked out then. I knew what that was thanks to an episode of Big Time Rush. (See, BTR does teach people things.) The EKG was way easier than I thought it would be. All they did was put sticky things (almost like a sticky note) on my legs, wrists, and stomach. After the EKG, one of the nurse ladies led me into the bathroom where I had to take a urine test. That was terrible, I peed all over my hand haha. It's not as easy peeing in a tiny cup as you think it is.

After all of the tests were over, my mom and I walked back to the room where my doctor was. He told us that he wants me to see a Neurologist but no one in the city I live in will accept patients under the age of 18, so I'd have to go to a larger city about an hour and a half away that has a childrens hospital. They told us that they could set up the appointment, then we left.

About four hours after we got home, the doctors office called and told us that they set up the appointment with the neurologist for June 1st. I thought that was crazy because I'm obviously going to have more fainting spells before then, plus more than likely I'll be halfway across the country on that day. My mom told them that it wouldn't work.

Then about an hour later, the doctor's office called again and they said that my doctor didn't want me to wait that long to get in somewhere because this is serious, so he is going to set up an appointment with a cardiologist in my city for me. I still don't know when that will be.

That's been the last few days for me. Tomorrow is going to be just as crazy. Wish me luck.