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I haven't posted in forever. I'm sorry. It's just this month has been ridiculous.
Okay, so last week my Papi (Grandpa) and I went to Flushing Hospital. His wrist, --the one he broke-- was hurting him. So, we went to visit the Physical Therapy doctor.
She was very kind, extremely patient and helpful. She determined that my Papito needed physical therapy for both his arm and neck. We talked about different reason why my Papito's neck and wrist hurt. (Well, the wrist was an easy one. He broke it in December while poking fun at our next door neighbor. His neck was the result of a car accident that occurred in Peru. It was pretty serious. A car crashed into my Papito and he was thrown several feet. The accident cracked open his skull and broke his legs. Thankfully, he recovered with only minor pain to his knees and neck.)
We have to go to therapy on Mondays, Tuesday, Thursdays and Fridays. Luckily, the hospital is a 15-20 minute walk from our home. It's 5 minutes if you take a car.
Last Friday, my mom and I had a bit of a fright. When we woke up, my Papito came to show us that his face was swollen. It was awfully. His cheek was extremely swollen and his lips were hlf swollen. My poor Papi. He could barely speak ;A; So, we went to he hospital. At first, he wanted to go the Physical therapy, but both the receptionist and I convinced him that his tooth was more important. Plus, my mother canceled the appointment.
Anyways, we waited for an hour before the dentist called him in. Then a surprise! The dentist who pulled out my wisdom tooth was the one to treat my Papito. ;D She was super sweet and patient with my Papi |3 Then, she told me, which a translated into Spanish, his tooth was infected. There was a debate whether or not to pull out the tooth. In the end, she pulled out the tooth. I held onto my Grandfather's hand during the extraction. The dental nurses were really nice. They said, "You're such a good girl." >//////< Honestly, I was worried about my Grandpa. Is it really that weird for a Granddaughter to accompany her Granddad to the dentist and/or physical therapy?
Before this whole thing happened, I was busy cleaning the house and stuff. Maybe I've said this before, but, it's easier to clean a small house with a few things than a medium sized home filled with too many things. Honestly, I'm tempted to throw half the stuff I have out. There is nothing I can do about my clothes. They are way too big for me. *Le sigh*
Let's see. Sam is back in town. I'm happy about that. We're planning to go see Pirate 4. IF I don't see it with her, then I see it with the girls next Tuesday. The only thing is that I, sometimes, feel awkward around my friends.
I love my other friends. We have lots of fun together, doing things, like karaoke and shopping. Except, when we talk about stuff we like, they talk about stuff I don't watch or listen to. I mean, I watch Doctor Who, Fringe and various different anime show. When I went to Karoke last month, I didn't know half the sons....Well, I didn't know many of the English songs. (Except for Lady Gaga and some of the older songs) I'm not a fan of K-pop, so I was rather lost. XD
That's all I guess. Oh, I wrote a smallish fanfic for my RP. It was a request. I'm going to put up the first part. I still have to finish the last part. I'm working on a Phoenix Wright/D.Gray-man fanfic. It's turning into a monster ;w; I can't help it. My Rhode muse took control of the damn thing. She can be so damn wordy and malicious...
Okay, so last week my Papi (Grandpa) and I went to Flushing Hospital. His wrist, --the one he broke-- was hurting him. So, we went to visit the Physical Therapy doctor.
She was very kind, extremely patient and helpful. She determined that my Papito needed physical therapy for both his arm and neck. We talked about different reason why my Papito's neck and wrist hurt. (Well, the wrist was an easy one. He broke it in December while poking fun at our next door neighbor. His neck was the result of a car accident that occurred in Peru. It was pretty serious. A car crashed into my Papito and he was thrown several feet. The accident cracked open his skull and broke his legs. Thankfully, he recovered with only minor pain to his knees and neck.)
We have to go to therapy on Mondays, Tuesday, Thursdays and Fridays. Luckily, the hospital is a 15-20 minute walk from our home. It's 5 minutes if you take a car.
Last Friday, my mom and I had a bit of a fright. When we woke up, my Papito came to show us that his face was swollen. It was awfully. His cheek was extremely swollen and his lips were hlf swollen. My poor Papi. He could barely speak ;A; So, we went to he hospital. At first, he wanted to go the Physical therapy, but both the receptionist and I convinced him that his tooth was more important. Plus, my mother canceled the appointment.
Anyways, we waited for an hour before the dentist called him in. Then a surprise! The dentist who pulled out my wisdom tooth was the one to treat my Papito. ;D She was super sweet and patient with my Papi |3 Then, she told me, which a translated into Spanish, his tooth was infected. There was a debate whether or not to pull out the tooth. In the end, she pulled out the tooth. I held onto my Grandfather's hand during the extraction. The dental nurses were really nice. They said, "You're such a good girl." >//////< Honestly, I was worried about my Grandpa. Is it really that weird for a Granddaughter to accompany her Granddad to the dentist and/or physical therapy?
Before this whole thing happened, I was busy cleaning the house and stuff. Maybe I've said this before, but, it's easier to clean a small house with a few things than a medium sized home filled with too many things. Honestly, I'm tempted to throw half the stuff I have out. There is nothing I can do about my clothes. They are way too big for me. *Le sigh*
Let's see. Sam is back in town. I'm happy about that. We're planning to go see Pirate 4. IF I don't see it with her, then I see it with the girls next Tuesday. The only thing is that I, sometimes, feel awkward around my friends.
I love my other friends. We have lots of fun together, doing things, like karaoke and shopping. Except, when we talk about stuff we like, they talk about stuff I don't watch or listen to. I mean, I watch Doctor Who, Fringe and various different anime show. When I went to Karoke last month, I didn't know half the sons....Well, I didn't know many of the English songs. (Except for Lady Gaga and some of the older songs) I'm not a fan of K-pop, so I was rather lost. XD
That's all I guess. Oh, I wrote a smallish fanfic for my RP. It was a request. I'm going to put up the first part. I still have to finish the last part. I'm working on a Phoenix Wright/D.Gray-man fanfic. It's turning into a monster ;w; I can't help it. My Rhode muse took control of the damn thing. She can be so damn wordy and malicious...