Oatmeal Did This to Me
I was retelling this to a friend and it explains how tired I've been so I thought I'd type out the whole shebang here.
And it goes a little something like this...
Saturday I was 3 days into my vegan diet. I had a lot to do that day so I started getting ready - first thing up - wash my ass. So I made this ideal hot bath, got in - stood up and I started feeling dizzy. I saw spots...this combination of course made me want to puke as well. I thought I was being a little dramatic and tried to just slow down. However, I kept feeling really weak. I didn't want to pass out in the tub so I just got out. Once I got out I immediately went to the floor. Once I gained some composure I tried to just wait until I had the strength to get up. My mind drifted from really negative thoughts to pick-me-uppers.
I finally just pushed myself to get into my room. No Dorthy D. No ma'm. I basically pass out again on my bed - I cover myself with this winter coat. I was wondering when I would feel alright again. I don't have medical insurance so I have a drive going on - to just make myself feel better.
I muster up the strength to get dressed. Trust me, it was the hardest thing ever. I walk into the kitchen just not giving a fuck about the diet anymore. I only take something out the fridge before my body gives out. I'm sitting, using all my strength to just sit up right in this chair. I came to my senses like "whyyyy are you tryna sit upright, lay your ass down heffa." I start yelling for my 18 year old brother... he doesn't come. I'm kinna overy conscious about my no bra situation and I didn't want to call my step-dad in nor did I have the energy. I wasted all I had on my damn brother. :|
So, I wait hoping I won't drift again and trying to make the flannel do what it do. He eventually comes and asks what's wrong. He fixes me something to eat.
Thank Buddha (Also, thank retrospeaks for that sentiment)
My anemia made me a weak ass heffa. That shit was scary.
And it goes a little something like this...
Saturday I was 3 days into my vegan diet. I had a lot to do that day so I started getting ready - first thing up - wash my ass. So I made this ideal hot bath, got in - stood up and I started feeling dizzy. I saw spots...this combination of course made me want to puke as well. I thought I was being a little dramatic and tried to just slow down. However, I kept feeling really weak. I didn't want to pass out in the tub so I just got out. Once I got out I immediately went to the floor. Once I gained some composure I tried to just wait until I had the strength to get up. My mind drifted from really negative thoughts to pick-me-uppers.
I finally just pushed myself to get into my room. No Dorthy D. No ma'm. I basically pass out again on my bed - I cover myself with this winter coat. I was wondering when I would feel alright again. I don't have medical insurance so I have a drive going on - to just make myself feel better.
I muster up the strength to get dressed. Trust me, it was the hardest thing ever. I walk into the kitchen just not giving a fuck about the diet anymore. I only take something out the fridge before my body gives out. I'm sitting, using all my strength to just sit up right in this chair. I came to my senses like "whyyyy are you tryna sit upright, lay your ass down heffa." I start yelling for my 18 year old brother... he doesn't come. I'm kinna overy conscious about my no bra situation and I didn't want to call my step-dad in nor did I have the energy. I wasted all I had on my damn brother. :|
So, I wait hoping I won't drift again and trying to make the flannel do what it do. He eventually comes and asks what's wrong. He fixes me something to eat.
Thank Buddha (Also, thank retrospeaks for that sentiment)
My anemia made me a weak ass heffa. That shit was scary.