Ahh.. the power of boredom.
Today was a pretty good day. Now that I'm all showered and refreshed. ;D
It was a rough time though. I had to be off my morphine pump, so my back was hurting like crazy. But when I came out, we re-acsessed my port and hooked me up with my button, and I started pressing! My grandparents came tonight, they brought me a Coffee Coolata. YUMMY. My sugars we're good. So don't worry. And Nanny brushed and blow dried my hair for me.
My thing didn't air again. I cried. I mean come on, this is my LIFE here. How could they tape it and ask me all those questions, and NOT AIR IT? That's just moraly WRONG. I hope guilt eats away at them every day.
I'm planning out the decoration of Peter, the potty. Since I get so winded walking to the bathroom to pee, I use the cool potty chair, and I have it right next to my bed. And it's all grey and ugly, so I've decided to name it, Peter, and decorate him with ribbons. LMAO
[EDIT]
My sister, Stephanie, doseoftime, reality_fades named Peter for me.
[//EDIT]
Alex got her birthday present from me yesterday! I sent her a candle set. It was sooooo pretty. She loved it, it made her day. Her mommy cried reading the card, she said it was really sweet. Weird. Because the card was a bunch of inside jokes. It read, "Happy Sweet Sixteen. May you travel to the moon and back, in a spaceship with no windows. And may your soul stay well so she can bring me cookies. I love and miss you! Love-- Allie" Or something to that extent. And one day I'm going to get around to collecting all the crap I've been promising her and put it in a box and send it off to her. ONE DAY. --insert evil laugh here-- I'll call it, the 'box-o-crap'.
I'll call Ali tomorrow and see what she's doing, maybe she can come hang out for a bit while her lovers are in school. [PST- ALI- if you read this before I've called you, call me, make some plans!]
nighty night
dream of hot chocolate rivers and marshmellow clouds.
It was a rough time though. I had to be off my morphine pump, so my back was hurting like crazy. But when I came out, we re-acsessed my port and hooked me up with my button, and I started pressing! My grandparents came tonight, they brought me a Coffee Coolata. YUMMY. My sugars we're good. So don't worry. And Nanny brushed and blow dried my hair for me.
My thing didn't air again. I cried. I mean come on, this is my LIFE here. How could they tape it and ask me all those questions, and NOT AIR IT? That's just moraly WRONG. I hope guilt eats away at them every day.
I'm planning out the decoration of Peter, the potty. Since I get so winded walking to the bathroom to pee, I use the cool potty chair, and I have it right next to my bed. And it's all grey and ugly, so I've decided to name it, Peter, and decorate him with ribbons. LMAO
[EDIT]
My sister, Stephanie, doseoftime, reality_fades named Peter for me.
[//EDIT]
Alex got her birthday present from me yesterday! I sent her a candle set. It was sooooo pretty. She loved it, it made her day. Her mommy cried reading the card, she said it was really sweet. Weird. Because the card was a bunch of inside jokes. It read, "Happy Sweet Sixteen. May you travel to the moon and back, in a spaceship with no windows. And may your soul stay well so she can bring me cookies. I love and miss you! Love-- Allie" Or something to that extent. And one day I'm going to get around to collecting all the crap I've been promising her and put it in a box and send it off to her. ONE DAY. --insert evil laugh here-- I'll call it, the 'box-o-crap'.
I'll call Ali tomorrow and see what she's doing, maybe she can come hang out for a bit while her lovers are in school. [PST- ALI- if you read this before I've called you, call me, make some plans!]
nighty night
dream of hot chocolate rivers and marshmellow clouds.