Bruisy McBruise Thyroid Disorder
I think these last two days have been cursed. It all started yesterday afternoon when I was innocently spinning my saber without shoes on. And it came down on my toe. Ow. But my toe wasn't the only thing I dented. After that I was spinning again and I tossed it a little to the left and it landed on the hood of the Camry dead on, so there is a big dent and a black scratch. My dad gave me a talking to. Then I gave myself many many lovely bruises on my arms. Then last night I was running up the stairs at Kent's house and I knocked his shelf off the wall and onto Will's head. Not cool...(but it was kinda funny afterwards) And last night I couldn't fall asleep until 3.
Today I woke up and went to my doctor's appointment. My doctor told me she thought I had a thyroid disorder so I had to go get blood work and now my arm has yet another sore bruise. And at Target my sore toe got run over by a cart. haha. I'm scared to go anywhere now. And I really hope that I don't have the thyroid problems. However, it's not looking up because my great aunt, my grandma, and my uncle all have it. Dang. And I'm really really really scared someone hates me on top of this.
But life could be a lot worse. It's like that book Alexander (Amber) and the Terrible, Horrible, No-Good-Very-Bad Day...or Days. hehe. The theme is "somedays are like that...even in Australia." Well thank you anyone who read this jumbled complaining. Things will get better :).
Mark time, mark....5-6-7-8. going into parade mode to kick Mankato's face tomorrow.......