Feb 24, 2007 11:41
So after learning that the carpet isn't actually grey, but a whole bunch of colors, and that apparently people think I'm kidding when I call for help for an hour, I finally rolled off my ass and got into bed, which totally rocked! How I did that is another story.
I don't think I need to go to the doctor. There's definitely less screaming today and I managed to get dressed and everything. If I can just get out of bed and get dressed in LESS than three hours I bet I could totally go to class on Monday. And I've totally figured out how to walk . . . kinda. AND I took a shower. That was like the proudest moment of my life. Than god no one gets up early, because I'm guessing all of that looked really weird.
Anyway, I figure if I just keep moving then my back will get used to it. Which is exactly why I'm sitting down on my ass right now, and I totally bet I'm going to be bored as hell in a few hours. But I'm writing all of this because I'm amused at how much mom taught me even when I thought she was being totally retarded. We were taught that if you have to go to the hospital, no matter what happened you have to get cleaned up, dressed in your nicest clothes, clean up the room if people are going to come in there . . . TOTALLY thought this was complete lunacy, and now I'm doing it without batting an eye. Heh.