summer so far
i must say, this has been the worst summer yet.
feel no need to read, 'cause
i started off my first day of break, by slidding in the dentest chair, and having oxygen poured into my nose. they tried to get the i.v. into me, of course i was not happy about.. "take a deep breath though your nose" ..oxygen makes you high..
i could feel the drugs slipping up my arm. i thought "i wont remember this later" and tryed to keep my eyes open to watch the light slide up and down the celing, and the odd spray-painted clouds move around.
i woke up about an hour later with wads of gauze between my teeth, and my mouth and throat compleatly dry except for the trickle of blood that had esscaped from the gauze. great.
I got home, and poor issac, unknowing, called to come and get his covalent bondage shirt... he came by and looked like he was about to cry when he saw me. it was ok, i felt like crying too.
the pain pills they put me on, made me halusonate, and that in turn made me panic. I was holding an ice pack to my face, and i swear to god logan was talking to me through it. He then called on the non-frozen phone, and made me extreamly upset by not knowing what i was talking about. I really do hate not having a grasp of what is going on around me, i dont understand why people do it for fun.
the week past with little excitement, and lots of liquid food. i gained back all the weight i had lost from being pukeing and such before, because i could only eat bascily sweet food.
So, I knew that it was the most pain i had ever been in.
The next week, i got to scratch that idea.
I went out to brasstown, still not eating anything too soild, but feeling sick too. Early monday morning, i got out of bed to go to the bathroom, but didnt make it very far. Ever started to passout because of pain? I got chole to get a thermometer... fantastic! a fever!
no class for me on monday.
no class for me tuseday either.
mom came to get me on wendsday, and went home to quickly go to the doctor
This was the frist little/middle i missed seince i was six, and my last one. That my friends is heart breaking.
I got some huge ass horse pills, and more pain pills. Even stronger than the ones from before (but there was much less talk of picking up people in the tacobell parking lot through soild objects this time) Stayed stationary in bed, untill finaly i had to go to the hospitle
there, they loving shoved a tube into my bladder, and stuck a morphine drip into my hand.
i had a nice little button to press to get an extra dose. i was scared to use it, and it made my arm hurt.
got out later, for more pain pills, some anti biotic, and the same horse-pills.
i'm healing and as kristin says, i've "filled my sickness quota for the next five years"
great! i also watched palendroms, which you should rent if you want a super-depressing, very-interesting movie.
oh! i left the house the day before yesterday to go the movie store with al, yesterday to go the dance (and dance a couple) and today to go the asheville with joooly to see erinn nelson!
i'll be ok.
feel no need to read, 'cause
i started off my first day of break, by slidding in the dentest chair, and having oxygen poured into my nose. they tried to get the i.v. into me, of course i was not happy about.. "take a deep breath though your nose" ..oxygen makes you high..
i could feel the drugs slipping up my arm. i thought "i wont remember this later" and tryed to keep my eyes open to watch the light slide up and down the celing, and the odd spray-painted clouds move around.
i woke up about an hour later with wads of gauze between my teeth, and my mouth and throat compleatly dry except for the trickle of blood that had esscaped from the gauze. great.
I got home, and poor issac, unknowing, called to come and get his covalent bondage shirt... he came by and looked like he was about to cry when he saw me. it was ok, i felt like crying too.
the pain pills they put me on, made me halusonate, and that in turn made me panic. I was holding an ice pack to my face, and i swear to god logan was talking to me through it. He then called on the non-frozen phone, and made me extreamly upset by not knowing what i was talking about. I really do hate not having a grasp of what is going on around me, i dont understand why people do it for fun.
the week past with little excitement, and lots of liquid food. i gained back all the weight i had lost from being pukeing and such before, because i could only eat bascily sweet food.
So, I knew that it was the most pain i had ever been in.
The next week, i got to scratch that idea.
I went out to brasstown, still not eating anything too soild, but feeling sick too. Early monday morning, i got out of bed to go to the bathroom, but didnt make it very far. Ever started to passout because of pain? I got chole to get a thermometer... fantastic! a fever!
no class for me on monday.
no class for me tuseday either.
mom came to get me on wendsday, and went home to quickly go to the doctor
This was the frist little/middle i missed seince i was six, and my last one. That my friends is heart breaking.
I got some huge ass horse pills, and more pain pills. Even stronger than the ones from before (but there was much less talk of picking up people in the tacobell parking lot through soild objects this time) Stayed stationary in bed, untill finaly i had to go to the hospitle
there, they loving shoved a tube into my bladder, and stuck a morphine drip into my hand.
i had a nice little button to press to get an extra dose. i was scared to use it, and it made my arm hurt.
got out later, for more pain pills, some anti biotic, and the same horse-pills.
i'm healing and as kristin says, i've "filled my sickness quota for the next five years"
great! i also watched palendroms, which you should rent if you want a super-depressing, very-interesting movie.
oh! i left the house the day before yesterday to go the movie store with al, yesterday to go the dance (and dance a couple) and today to go the asheville with joooly to see erinn nelson!
i'll be ok.