Tired.
I don't even want to think of the calories I have consumed today. I just didn't care. I didn't exercise, I had all intentions to, but come to find out, Brittany is a very sick girl. (that's me, I'm talking in third person)
I have had a very icky day. I have been really upset because of Anna Nicole Smith. So sue me, I liked the girl, she seemed like a nice girl, who never got to see happiness. I feel bad for her. People make mistakes. Of course I didn't know her, It just kinda bummed me out a bit.
I cleaned the house, prepared veggies, all that wonderful normal stuff. I was writing in my book when I noticed that I had a red line on my foot from an bad cut I had gotten while taking the trash out last week. What happened was that something had gotten broken in our bedroom and I had to throw it away, and it stabbed me in the foot. I cleaned it up, really should have went the ER then because it didn't stop bleeding until the next night, but I'm stubborn. Anyway, I show my mom, who is going to school and is learning about medical stuff, and she's my mom, so I ask her everything. It was too late to go to the Dr. And she told me basically infections can kill you, so I went to the ER. I guess it's a good thing because it's bad.
They tried to give me an IV, and I tried a million times to warn them, I am difficult. The medical assistant who stuck me first really hurt me. I don't admit physical pain often, but I flat out said "your hurting me" to him. Well he tried twice, nothing. He commented on my wonderful deep veins and how small they are. Because of this, and my low blood pressure, John has referred to me as the walking dead. So the nurse comes, tries twice, nothing. She didn't hurt me though. then I got the wonderful tetnus shot, since I would have been due for one about this time of year actually. They ended up giving me pills and strict orders to watch the line and if it moves, lucky me, I am getting admitted. I look like I got into a fight and lost. I have bruises from wrestling John, bruises from my mean ass daughter, that I wouldn't want to have any other way, I have medical nasty bruises that really fucking hurt. I am thinking about if I can't sleep going back to the ER because it's 3am and I don't typically have problems sleeping, but I am jittery and the bruise on my arm from the man I told was hurting me is getting huge and is purpley blue. I am so tired but I can't sleep.
It has just been one thing after another since right before Christmas.
Sinus Infection
Flu
hives
**good period**
back spasms
blood test (yearly)
blood drive (first time, voluntarily of course)
and now this
and on New years I cut my foot too, only it healed. Dammit. I want to Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep
I have had a very icky day. I have been really upset because of Anna Nicole Smith. So sue me, I liked the girl, she seemed like a nice girl, who never got to see happiness. I feel bad for her. People make mistakes. Of course I didn't know her, It just kinda bummed me out a bit.
I cleaned the house, prepared veggies, all that wonderful normal stuff. I was writing in my book when I noticed that I had a red line on my foot from an bad cut I had gotten while taking the trash out last week. What happened was that something had gotten broken in our bedroom and I had to throw it away, and it stabbed me in the foot. I cleaned it up, really should have went the ER then because it didn't stop bleeding until the next night, but I'm stubborn. Anyway, I show my mom, who is going to school and is learning about medical stuff, and she's my mom, so I ask her everything. It was too late to go to the Dr. And she told me basically infections can kill you, so I went to the ER. I guess it's a good thing because it's bad.
They tried to give me an IV, and I tried a million times to warn them, I am difficult. The medical assistant who stuck me first really hurt me. I don't admit physical pain often, but I flat out said "your hurting me" to him. Well he tried twice, nothing. He commented on my wonderful deep veins and how small they are. Because of this, and my low blood pressure, John has referred to me as the walking dead. So the nurse comes, tries twice, nothing. She didn't hurt me though. then I got the wonderful tetnus shot, since I would have been due for one about this time of year actually. They ended up giving me pills and strict orders to watch the line and if it moves, lucky me, I am getting admitted. I look like I got into a fight and lost. I have bruises from wrestling John, bruises from my mean ass daughter, that I wouldn't want to have any other way, I have medical nasty bruises that really fucking hurt. I am thinking about if I can't sleep going back to the ER because it's 3am and I don't typically have problems sleeping, but I am jittery and the bruise on my arm from the man I told was hurting me is getting huge and is purpley blue. I am so tired but I can't sleep.
It has just been one thing after another since right before Christmas.
Sinus Infection
Flu
hives
**good period**
back spasms
blood test (yearly)
blood drive (first time, voluntarily of course)
and now this
and on New years I cut my foot too, only it healed. Dammit. I want to Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep