Operation: Surgery
Operation surgery has been a success so far. Nothing bad has happened. Nothin really has happened with it other than the fact that I can't bend my knee, my leg is constantly oozing various fluids, and my ass hurts so fucking much from sitting in this fucking wheelchair all the time.
On the bright side, I hope it all works in the end. My dad and I are paranoid that it won't work and that it all would have been for nothing.
I dunno. You only live once now huh? I just feel like such a burden. I have a useless limb to go with my useless self now, but that's ok I guess. It could be worse. But I do feel like a burden. It's just me and my dad here and no one else and my dad has to take care of himself but now he has to take care of me as well. I'm trying to get back to my old self. The one that could do stuff for herself and be proud of it. I'm halfway there. I'm proud of what I can do but I can't do everything I want to do yet. It scares dad that I'm trying to get to where I don't need help anymore. It scares him because he wants to feel needed. ANd he is needed, he just doesnt realize it and it scares him that im turning 18 and won't need him anymore. I think I'm talking in circles. Oh well.
My room has offically been moved upstairs. I MISS MY BASEMENT!!! And I hate not being able to curl up under my blankets.
Kayla, hun, I love ya more than anything...well...almost more than anything. Not as much as spicy food and Cordial Cherries and chocolate, but yeah.I LOVE YOU! COME LIVE WITH ME! NOW NOW NOW NOW! :D :D :D :D :D
Don't ccut yourself please. It makes me sad. You know everything will work out in the end and that you always have a place here at my house to stay. NO SLEEPY SLEEP ON PARK BENCHES! *scolds you angrily and harshly* Anywho, you can stay here, but we;re not forcing you. Just know that you always have a place at my house.
By the Way Kayla...I woke up this morning and looked at my feet and they didnt look like my feet and I asked dad how my toenails got red and he said you painted them. Sorry, I took a lot of medicine that night. BUT MY TOES ARE PRETTY! hahahaha! anywho. My ass hurts...and I gotta piss. BYE PEOPLES! AND I LOVE YOU LOTS AND LOTS KAYLA! and remember....EAT YOUR PIE!
On the bright side, I hope it all works in the end. My dad and I are paranoid that it won't work and that it all would have been for nothing.
I dunno. You only live once now huh? I just feel like such a burden. I have a useless limb to go with my useless self now, but that's ok I guess. It could be worse. But I do feel like a burden. It's just me and my dad here and no one else and my dad has to take care of himself but now he has to take care of me as well. I'm trying to get back to my old self. The one that could do stuff for herself and be proud of it. I'm halfway there. I'm proud of what I can do but I can't do everything I want to do yet. It scares dad that I'm trying to get to where I don't need help anymore. It scares him because he wants to feel needed. ANd he is needed, he just doesnt realize it and it scares him that im turning 18 and won't need him anymore. I think I'm talking in circles. Oh well.
My room has offically been moved upstairs. I MISS MY BASEMENT!!! And I hate not being able to curl up under my blankets.
Kayla, hun, I love ya more than anything...well...almost more than anything. Not as much as spicy food and Cordial Cherries and chocolate, but yeah.I LOVE YOU! COME LIVE WITH ME! NOW NOW NOW NOW! :D :D :D :D :D
Don't ccut yourself please. It makes me sad. You know everything will work out in the end and that you always have a place here at my house to stay. NO SLEEPY SLEEP ON PARK BENCHES! *scolds you angrily and harshly* Anywho, you can stay here, but we;re not forcing you. Just know that you always have a place at my house.
By the Way Kayla...I woke up this morning and looked at my feet and they didnt look like my feet and I asked dad how my toenails got red and he said you painted them. Sorry, I took a lot of medicine that night. BUT MY TOES ARE PRETTY! hahahaha! anywho. My ass hurts...and I gotta piss. BYE PEOPLES! AND I LOVE YOU LOTS AND LOTS KAYLA! and remember....EAT YOUR PIE!