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I went to the doctor yesterday because I felt like my head was going to explode. I have Ross River Fever. Although, the doc assured me my head was not going to explode. So I'm living on a steady diet of Nurofen Plus for the next week and a half, I predict.
It's really quite annoying. I have a headache.. but not the traditional 'my head hurts' kind of ache. It's like my head is full of pressure and it throbs whenever a sit up or down or move it. My neck is all stiff and my joints hurt from time to time. Yesterday my knees hurt so bad I thought I was going to collapse. So annoying.
The good thing I got from my visit to the Doctor was a prescription for the pill. Which I've needed badly for a little while now and I've had Shane and my mother on my back about it. For some reason I just procrastinated about it but now it's done and from the next time I surf the crimson wave I have to take a pill every day, at the same time of day for the rest of my life. Gay. Although I can see its usefullness. I just know I'm going to forget and fuck the whole thing up. I'm also hoping the one he prescribed me is good because my sister had a lot of trouble the first time she went on the pill. The kind they put her on made her depressed and snappy and anxious and what not. (too many 'ands' in that sentence). And then the next one they tried her on gave her all sorts of nasty hormonal diseases that I don't even want to discuss. Having said all that, she's gay and nobody likes her so maybe I'll just be fine on the one he prescribed me :D.
My remaining Goldfish is all bloated looking. His scales are a sticking out a bit, so I put some medication in the water, as per fucking usual. He'll probably get better and then a week from now he'll catch some other crappy fish disease. Most high maintenance goldfish ever that lot I bought. Moral of the story: never buy goldfish from pet stores. Always from markets.
AAAAAAAAAnyways, today Shane gets back. I have to pick him up from the airport at 7:20pm. I really dislike the drive to Coolangatta airport. For one, nobody in this state can drive. Another thing is, the road curves so much right before you reach Coolangatta that you can't see where you're going to end up and there's all these signs to switch into non-ending lanes before your time runs out otherwise you'll have to stop on a motorway and thats never good news. Nobody lets you merge in this state because they're all fuckwits. Fucking Queensland. Anyways, back to the point... I love Shane. Shane comes home tonight. Lots of baby making without the babies.
It's really quite annoying. I have a headache.. but not the traditional 'my head hurts' kind of ache. It's like my head is full of pressure and it throbs whenever a sit up or down or move it. My neck is all stiff and my joints hurt from time to time. Yesterday my knees hurt so bad I thought I was going to collapse. So annoying.
The good thing I got from my visit to the Doctor was a prescription for the pill. Which I've needed badly for a little while now and I've had Shane and my mother on my back about it. For some reason I just procrastinated about it but now it's done and from the next time I surf the crimson wave I have to take a pill every day, at the same time of day for the rest of my life. Gay. Although I can see its usefullness. I just know I'm going to forget and fuck the whole thing up. I'm also hoping the one he prescribed me is good because my sister had a lot of trouble the first time she went on the pill. The kind they put her on made her depressed and snappy and anxious and what not. (too many 'ands' in that sentence). And then the next one they tried her on gave her all sorts of nasty hormonal diseases that I don't even want to discuss. Having said all that, she's gay and nobody likes her so maybe I'll just be fine on the one he prescribed me :D.
My remaining Goldfish is all bloated looking. His scales are a sticking out a bit, so I put some medication in the water, as per fucking usual. He'll probably get better and then a week from now he'll catch some other crappy fish disease. Most high maintenance goldfish ever that lot I bought. Moral of the story: never buy goldfish from pet stores. Always from markets.
AAAAAAAAAnyways, today Shane gets back. I have to pick him up from the airport at 7:20pm. I really dislike the drive to Coolangatta airport. For one, nobody in this state can drive. Another thing is, the road curves so much right before you reach Coolangatta that you can't see where you're going to end up and there's all these signs to switch into non-ending lanes before your time runs out otherwise you'll have to stop on a motorway and thats never good news. Nobody lets you merge in this state because they're all fuckwits. Fucking Queensland. Anyways, back to the point... I love Shane. Shane comes home tonight. Lots of baby making without the babies.