A Visit to the Hospital

This week my roommate was very ill. She started feeling sick on Sunday when she came down with a sore throat. On Monday she didn't go to school because she had completely lost her voice and was starting to feel nauseous. I didn't see her at all until Tuesday afternoon and that was just in passing as she was going back to bed. On Wednesday when I came home she was watching a movie in the living room and laying on the floor. She was sweating and shivering at the same time. Later the director of the school came by and said she should probably go to the hospital. When we moved her to the ground floor, I was on one side of my roommate and the director was on the other. She needed so much physical support because she was so weak.

At the hospital, they put my roommate in a wheelchair since she was shaking so badly. It turned out she had a 102 degree fever and some sort of an infection. We were there for a total of three and a half hours. When we came home she was even able to walk by herself. She took the rest of the week off so she could heal completely before returning on Monday. I am lucky enough to not have gotten sick! I would not mind if I didn't get sick at all while I'm here.