Gershwin

Dec 04, 2003 21:53

For once I would like to meet an intelligent boy. A boy who knows who Salvador Dali is... can understand or at least has some understanding of a Jackson Pollack painting, and can actually say "yes" to going to the DIA and mean it. WHY is that so hard? Ok done whining.

So this morning at 2am I went to the ER by myself.. my parents are gone.. and had some weird ER physician give me a pelvic exam. Sooo hard to let a creepy guy touch me "down there" but I was in SO much pain I had to. He diagnosed me with Endometrosis and requested that I be sent to the hospital via ambulance for an emergency laproscopy. I had to say no, since I was alone... and I would be put under. I'd kinda like to have at least someone there with me so like.. I don't know, no one steals my stuff. Anyway, I got Darvesat (I know I spelt that wrong.. but I suppose it's a good thing when I don't know how to spell narcotic prescription drugs) to ease my pain, which helped a bit but not enough. I went into work literally hunched over. Luckily one of the girls said she'd take my shift so I didn't have to stay from 3-11pm, because, well, that would have like totally sucked.

Ok.. chicken noodle soup is calling my name.
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