Storytime with me 1.0

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Rooms dark, house and streets quiet, people asleep somehow. I lay under my warm and thick blankets, typing this on my phone that's on dark mode; to prevent me from being caught awake.
It's 10:06pm, 1/6/22
Right now I'm thinking about some of the worst physical pain I've experienced. It may all seem exaggerated but trust me, it isn't.

So, this was the week of Thanksgiving, don't remember which day, it progressed slowly through out the day. At first it came here and there in the evening, my side would start hurting to the point it hurt to walk so I had to take several breaks. Further and further my side hurt worse and my shoulders and back started to hurt too. By the time I was in bed for the night I couldn't move the tiniest bit or my whole body would hurt so bad I just wanted to scream out.
I hate taking any medicine even Tylenol and I hate going to the hospital but at that moment I would've taken anything and I wanted to go to the hospital badly. But my sister had covid so I figured they would think I'm lying, therefor I didn't tell anyone and it lasted for hours till I was finally able to sleep.
Luckily staying 100% still helped and if I had to move I'd move very slowly to minimize the pain.
It was just horrible and I'm so thankful it was only that time, I still have no idea the cause of it.

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