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Megan at the Movies: Why I'm Choosing Films in 2024
Wednesday, November 29, 2023
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I Watched the Full Moon Rise and Set Through My Hospital Window
Tuesday, October 3, 2023
I haven't written on this blog since February 2023. It is now October 2023 and I think it's the right time to make a post. Please beware, this story of my current health is a longer one...
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In the beginning of September of this year, I was in a constant state of being overwhelmed. I had started a new job that summer and my classes for school were going to be all in-person for the first time in a year. I also had my podcast that I do all by myself and past guests were asking when their episode was going to be released because I have taken so long to edit. My mental state went in the gutter for a bit but after a routine with work and school was in the works, I felt a little lighter.
After coming out of a time of short lived darkness, I was my happy self again. I drank my coffee each morning, I read a little bit each day, and I constantly laughed (which is my favorite thing to do.)
On Wednesday, September 20th, I had a pain on my lower back. I felt around and there was no bump but the skin was really sore. The next day, a bump did appear. It kept growing and never stopped. It hurt so bad where I couldn't sit without being in horrible pain. On Saturday, the 23rd, I didn't feel great. I was constantly hot when my family was covered in blankets. I didn't sleep well because of my stupid bump.
Then the next day, my parents left for Las Vegas for vacation. I went to Target that Sunday morning to pick up milk and some cute Halloween decor. I kept saying "it's because I didn't have my coffee yet" as an excuse to why I was feeling off that morning. That evening, I was carving pumpkins by myself and my body almost collapsed onto the floor because I was suddenly in so much pain. I laid down on the couch and the pain never subsided. I just KNEW my bump had something to do with it. I texted my mom "I'm going to the immediate care" and as I was sitting in the random doctor's office alone, I was whimpering like a child. The pain was everywhere: my head, my back, my stomach. I apparently had a temp of 99.5 (which I don't believe) and no one asked how I was feeling despite me not being able to hold myself up.
By that point, it was definitely too late.
I felt positive leaving with my packed wound but when I got home, I was dizzy immediately. The time after that went too slow and too fast at once. I was too sick the next day to pick up my newly prescribed antibiotics, so my friend picked them up for me. She brought me a coffee, too, and I almost threw up just looking at it. I hadn't eaten since the morning before and when my friend left, I started convulsing with pain on my downstairs couch. I was shivering but my face kept getting hotter. I yelled out loud a lot (which is maybe a good think my parents weren't there to hear me...) and I couldn't stand. I couldn't walk. I had a searing pain in my gallbladder area.
All in all, I wanted to just respectfully pass away at that point.
It was 2 am when I got wheeled into a room in the Kid's Ward (which I found out had 26 full rooms and only 2 were kids...) and my IV's started. I was delirious from my whole body hurting constantly and the nurse on that floor kept saying "we're admitting you because we're just waiting for your new bloodwork to come back." And that's all they said the first night to me.
I had developed a blood infection, sepsis. It was part of the Staph family. I was given a specific care team full of infectious disease doctors and wound care specialists. The primary doctor I was given told me that my second set of bloodwork also grew a culture but honestly, I was okay, which she stated a lot; It wasn't anything too bad. Even through all that pain, I first believed her that it wasn't anything to worry about.
Then the infectious disease doctor, who couldn't look me in the eye, came in by himself and said "this is really serious."
In the 4 long days of my hospital stay, there were too many people surrounding me. But I was completely and mentally alone. I had 1 friend who wanted to visit but my hair was matted and I wasn't given the all clear to shower. I felt disgusting but with all my insulin shots, my blood clot shots, my antibiotic IVs, and meds galore, I don't think I wanted anyone seeing me like that, even one of my best friends. The days were long and filled with short naps and quick texting. I didn't read my Kindle nor did I watch TV. I was just there, trying to survive a bit.
I was released on Friday, September 29th. I finished a mini packet of goldfish at home (that took me 2 hours to eat, but it was progress!) and as my parents were still on vacation, I still had a this strange gnawing feeling of loneliness that kept creeping up.
Aftercare started that night at 5:30 pm.
I'm 30 years old. This isn't supposed to happen at my age. I never expected a pain like this to happen to me where I wasn't under anesthetics.
I'm currently writing this on my living room couch, where I now reside for the next 2 weeks. I had 1 quick visitor over the weekend and I was over the moon. I have had 2 dinners delivered to my house from my Church family and now that my parents are home, it helps a lot. I love getting "hey how are you" texts from anyone who cares to reach out. My appetite is back but not fully. I like to have little snacks instead of meals. I love cards and now I have 3 "get well cards!"
I am not one to ever relax, but I am trying my best for the first time in my life. I am getting better every day but every hour isn't perfect.
To those who read this post, I'M SORRY IT WAS SO LONG! I even kept out so much and I'm like "wow Megan, calm down."
Too Many Things, So Little Quiet
Tuesday, February 28, 2023
Last night everything came to a head. It wasn't a manic episode or what I call my "breakdowns," it just felt different. There was just so much noise around me and so many people. I couldn't seem to ever be alone and I couldn't rest or relax. I am also very irritable with people recently. I seem to get angry easier and I'm so confused because that's not me. I went to a concert the other night where I was pretty much standing in front row. With the amount of people pushing me and having no space to breathe, I was so afraid I was going to have a panic attack. But I didn't. I just wanted to scream out of anger with these drunk people around me and that's not me.
I looked it up last night why I was going downhill.
I've heard of that phrase before but I always thought it was for people with autism. But ADHD people can suffer from it, too, and I was shocked. It's pretty much sensory overload, when too many things happen at once. I didn't fit some things on the list but I did see myself with some of the checklist.
I want to share some below from my list. Maybe it'll spark some connection between us or maybe it'll show you something new to add to your life!
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1) Smells. Many people with hypersensitivity can't stand strong smells. I, on the other hand, must have smells for some reason. I love candles in general but I have been burning them like crazy now. I think there's a connection of calmness and soothing candles for me. I have to light one when I do school from home and when I go to bed. There's a candle I lit in the living room right now and I'm the only one in the house right now. It's just something I have attached myself to.
2) Leaving the house. I have a rule that after 3 days at home, I have to go somewhere. Whether it be a Starbucks or a library, I have to get out. But with my classes being remote this semester, I stay in my house and I go to work. That's pretty much it. I realized that I've not followed my 3 day rule and it's definitely taking a toll on all of this. I need to start going out during the day when I can, even if it's just getting lunch by myself or sitting by my favorite town dam.
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I have more things I wrote down but I don't want to ramble on here. Reschedule plans that don't fit in your life right now, avoid big crowds when you can, and catch your irritability before it turns into full anger.
Harry's House is Currently Having a Great Time in Chicago
Monday, November 14, 2022
The Harry Styles Mini Pop-Up HAS BEEN EXTENDED! Here's the new deets:
When:
Cup of Cheer Cards 2022
Friday, September 9, 2022
Hello friends!
I know it's the beginning of September hey THE HOLIDAYS ARE NEAR! I mean, Halloween is next month then 2 months after that...it's Christmas/Hanukah/every other wonderful holiday. With me being in college again, I feel like my personal time has dwindled down to a very small amount, so I'm starting this project SUPER early to make sure it gets done good and proper!
If you're new here, last year I started an organization called Cup of Cheer Cards, or Cup of Cheer for short. This is in no way something that I have an LLC for or even a website for. It's not something you can Google because I made it up.
So what is Cup of Cheer anyway?
It's where holiday cards from all over the US get delivered to my house, I organize them, I attach a very loving letter that I wrote to each card, then when they're all set and ready, I hand them out to the senior living residents at my job during December.
These people are the light in my heart. When I did this last year, the amount of lit up eyes and "I can't believe this, thank you" spoken was truly awe-inspiring. Some of these residents have no family and these cards are a way to show them how much they mean to people. Some residents DO have families and still, these holiday cards make an impact.
I had a ton of people help last year and this year, if we have even more people, I would love to give 2 cards out to each resident! Each person will receive 2 cards from different people and if there is left over cards, I'll be reaching out to give them to other communities!
My goal is 290 cards (or more!) Last year we had at least 210, so tell your friends and everyone in between to see if they want to help reach the goal!
For those who are like "wow, you're job goes all out", stop right there. This is a Megan thing ONLY. My job is in no way affiliated with Cup of Cheer (I feel like I have to put that out there!)
If you would like to participate in making or sending cards this year, here's some things you need to know (and what I have learned from last year):
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1) You MUST fill out the cards. Please no blank cards. You can fill out a note, a message, or just your name and where you're from, but it MUST be filled out!
2) Do not seal the envelopes (if the cards come with some!) I won't be reading them, but I need to slip in my holiday letter.
2) VERY IMPORTANT!! These are words you CANNOT USE: Christmas (any holiday by name), any religion, or God
Words you CAN use: Holiday, snow, trees, plain winter words.
(With this one, I know younger kids can't help themselves. This is my work's rule, not mine, but if they slip up, no worries!)
3) How to sign your name:
To: My friend (or something of the sort. You will not be given a name)
From: Your name and where you're from (i.e. Megan from Illinois)
4) Please no trinkets or gifts, just cards.
5) You can get cards from Amazon, the dollar store, mainly any retailer out there when it's closer to the holidays. Or you can make your own! If you make your own, don't worry about putting them in envelopes!
6) How to get them to me, Megan:
If you have my address already, please address the main send item, whether it be a box of cards, a package of card, an envelope of them, ect:
Cup of Cheer Cards
Please DO NOT PUT MY NAME! If you do, I will open it thinking it's a personal card and it'll get confusing (LOL)
If you don't have my address, please email me at:
Mhubrex@gmail.com
When sending your email, please including your NAME and where you're FROM (just so I know you're legit)
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Please have your card sent to me by DECEMBER 9TH, 2022
If there are cards coming afterwards, there is a big chance that I can't use them.
Have fun with this, fill this card with love and kindness, and just know there are people out there who appreciate you.
Pushing 30 (My Annual Birthday Post)
Sunday, June 19, 2022
It's that time of year again. The time I wait 365 days for (which is a lot, but also goes by very fast).
If you're new to this blog, hi, hello, welcome to my ramblings and adventures that I dare put into the 'lifestyle' category because I'm bad at buckling down with a niche.
If you're a current reader of the Megan Hubrex blog already, you might have seen these type of posts, because I write one every year. You can always look up the June/July section of this blog for past birthday posts, but I think last year's was pretty short. I was about 2 months into my new job, I was about to go back to college after 8 years away, and I had brown and red hair.
Wild.
This year is a little different. A little more comfortable and a lot more meaningful.
I always tell the story about how my mental health years ago stopped me from ever wanting to grow older. After 21 years old, I would be gone forever. I tried and tried and inflicted pain on myself, mentally and physically. Around 24 years old, after years of suffering, I found the right medicine for me.
Then, I suddenly loved birthdays.
A whole day to say "HEY WORLD! I'M STILL HERE AND I'M GOING TO ENJOY IT!" A day to shower myself in the love I have always deserved.
I'm a giver. I give until my money runs dry and my heart squeezes a little too hard. But on my birthday...everything is switched. And I would be lying if I didn't say it felt nice to be loved a little extra on that day.
My birthday signifies my struggle, but not really in a bad way. It's a day that gives me hope that I'm here to see the next one.
29 is going to be the best yet! Even though the year is already halfway done!
I like books, coffee, flowers, and Harry Styles.
That's pretty much it.
The Queen's Ball: A Bridgerton Experience
Thursday, May 12, 2022
Greetings from the Ton
Err...I mean hello from Chicago.
Lady Whistledown said: "It doesn't matter where you are, as long as one has fun."
(She never said that)
Girl.... WHAT
Then it was our turn to dance! I did NOT keep up as it is super fast but I couldn't stop laughing and smiling. Even the people next to us were having a blast. Then, once again, I got pulled up on the stage and the middle to dance with a performer! I shook my shoulders and dropped it as low as I could. It was awesome. I was so out of my comfort zone, but that was a good thing!