The Dangit Colds and Crazy Ass Nurses...with Great News
Well...Livejournal must not like Yahoo Photos...since I've tried to post pics on here. Well those who are elite enough to see them...got to see them. So it don't matter anyways. This might not even be a long enough entry...and I might have to continue it later.
Well this weekend took me out of my dark period. All is well. It first started with me staying in bed and being depressed. To me checking on my AIM to see if my Lil Bro was online...and turns out he was in Chicago this entire time. And so I called him, and we met up for a nice night stroll in Downtown. He went to Potbelly's...and got a tuna sandwich... A COOKED TUNA SANDWICH WHAT THE HECK IS THAT! Tuna itself is nasty...but cooked too...thats just icky icky nasty. But he enjoyed it. We talked of the time when we were kids and brown paper bags. It was really nice. And I managed to fool him with my red hair. So I was all excited. So then he gave me perfect directions to the Blue Line so that i could be off to meet up with the beau. Mr. Bumpers totally made up for the whole fact he has been taking me on this Hellish ride and not really thinking about being considerate at all about the matter. So he tried his hardest to take me to see Chicken Little...but that failed..and YES!!!!! I wanted to see Chicken Little...anyone who has a problem with that can bite my butt. SO yeah. And I was just all excited about everything. Minus the fact I regained something back that I had lost in a while. All thanks to those Nine Guys...and a delightful package that arrived in the mail. I was too exicted. You just don't know. But at anyrate. I've just been sitting around...chillin' at the house. Sticking around with my baby. He con'd me into staying the night. I think he seriously wanted me to stay over, since he is almost spoiled with me sleeping next to him. And for once I can't complain about any of his habits or anything like that. So that was good. But I over-slept...so I was tired all day long.
Then....I went for my usual...8-week infusion...THE NURSE WAS CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Talk about something from a horror movie. I was bleeding everywhere...the IV "slipped out"...I could feel it poking out of my skin of my left hand. I totally wish I had asked Mr. Bumpers to come. Because at the time...I was too petrfied to say anything. I mean...seriously...would you have said anything when you have this IV thing...pratically making a tent out of your skin...and you are bleeding everywhere...I don't think so. So that was one hand...and then she did the same thing to the other side. Bleeding everywhere. And then she had the nerve to say she was shocked that I had past out. But I had conciously past out...I put the recliner thingy on...so its not like she could really spazz out about anything really. I could have beat her over the damn head. It was just such a horrifying experience. And then my Dad had the nerve to actually bitch about me passing out right after it...and leaving a mess. But he is just a total fucking dick. He doesn't know anything about how it feels to be like my Mom or me. And we aren't malicious enough to pray that he would know what it feels like either. But he certainly needs to shut the fuck up. He really does piss me off. This is why I cling to Papa Clown....he knows what the hell I am talking about. And can totally relate to the things that i am saying. It drives me up a damn wall that my Dad can be such a insenstive prick. I can't wait for the day that he will need some sort of help. knowing him...he will be retarded and not ask for help at all. But thats him. And I can't help him change. He's just too old to change overall. I am getting really excited. I don't know why...but I am. Its just A really great feeling overall.
The Lil Bro has a new girlfriend...and so far I have a good vibe about her. So I'm quite excited about that one. I really like her. At least...so far. I would hope there wouldn't be a reason for me to have a bad feeling about her at all. Its exciting to see that everyone is doing well. Its like Christmas in November for me. I love it when I can see all of my friends in a great mood...and good things are happening to them. I really don't want anything for Christmas other than to see this continue throughout the next year to be honest. And of course...for me to get a better friggin Nurse next year...yeah. I don't want to see that shit again. Oh did I mention she had to suck the fucking air out of the line...fucking cunt is trying to kill me I swear...so I had to watch the line fill up with my own blood. That was just sooo exciting. NOT! It was soo terrifying..thats all I gotta say. Well check ya later.
Well this weekend took me out of my dark period. All is well. It first started with me staying in bed and being depressed. To me checking on my AIM to see if my Lil Bro was online...and turns out he was in Chicago this entire time. And so I called him, and we met up for a nice night stroll in Downtown. He went to Potbelly's...and got a tuna sandwich... A COOKED TUNA SANDWICH WHAT THE HECK IS THAT! Tuna itself is nasty...but cooked too...thats just icky icky nasty. But he enjoyed it. We talked of the time when we were kids and brown paper bags. It was really nice. And I managed to fool him with my red hair. So I was all excited. So then he gave me perfect directions to the Blue Line so that i could be off to meet up with the beau. Mr. Bumpers totally made up for the whole fact he has been taking me on this Hellish ride and not really thinking about being considerate at all about the matter. So he tried his hardest to take me to see Chicken Little...but that failed..and YES!!!!! I wanted to see Chicken Little...anyone who has a problem with that can bite my butt. SO yeah. And I was just all excited about everything. Minus the fact I regained something back that I had lost in a while. All thanks to those Nine Guys...and a delightful package that arrived in the mail. I was too exicted. You just don't know. But at anyrate. I've just been sitting around...chillin' at the house. Sticking around with my baby. He con'd me into staying the night. I think he seriously wanted me to stay over, since he is almost spoiled with me sleeping next to him. And for once I can't complain about any of his habits or anything like that. So that was good. But I over-slept...so I was tired all day long.
Then....I went for my usual...8-week infusion...THE NURSE WAS CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Talk about something from a horror movie. I was bleeding everywhere...the IV "slipped out"...I could feel it poking out of my skin of my left hand. I totally wish I had asked Mr. Bumpers to come. Because at the time...I was too petrfied to say anything. I mean...seriously...would you have said anything when you have this IV thing...pratically making a tent out of your skin...and you are bleeding everywhere...I don't think so. So that was one hand...and then she did the same thing to the other side. Bleeding everywhere. And then she had the nerve to say she was shocked that I had past out. But I had conciously past out...I put the recliner thingy on...so its not like she could really spazz out about anything really. I could have beat her over the damn head. It was just such a horrifying experience. And then my Dad had the nerve to actually bitch about me passing out right after it...and leaving a mess. But he is just a total fucking dick. He doesn't know anything about how it feels to be like my Mom or me. And we aren't malicious enough to pray that he would know what it feels like either. But he certainly needs to shut the fuck up. He really does piss me off. This is why I cling to Papa Clown....he knows what the hell I am talking about. And can totally relate to the things that i am saying. It drives me up a damn wall that my Dad can be such a insenstive prick. I can't wait for the day that he will need some sort of help. knowing him...he will be retarded and not ask for help at all. But thats him. And I can't help him change. He's just too old to change overall. I am getting really excited. I don't know why...but I am. Its just A really great feeling overall.
The Lil Bro has a new girlfriend...and so far I have a good vibe about her. So I'm quite excited about that one. I really like her. At least...so far. I would hope there wouldn't be a reason for me to have a bad feeling about her at all. Its exciting to see that everyone is doing well. Its like Christmas in November for me. I love it when I can see all of my friends in a great mood...and good things are happening to them. I really don't want anything for Christmas other than to see this continue throughout the next year to be honest. And of course...for me to get a better friggin Nurse next year...yeah. I don't want to see that shit again. Oh did I mention she had to suck the fucking air out of the line...fucking cunt is trying to kill me I swear...so I had to watch the line fill up with my own blood. That was just sooo exciting. NOT! It was soo terrifying..thats all I gotta say. Well check ya later.