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Well I went to the doc. He had this other doc working with him saying that I was sick cause I drank on Saturday. Uhh, it was Tuesday and I didn’t drink all that much. Plus that doesn’t explain the nausea on Friday and Saturday before I went out. So then my doc came in felt on my tummy and said that he doesn’t want to have to scope my stomach just yet. He put me on some medicine for 25 days and then I call and let him know how things are or if anymore blood in my vomit. Yippy. Then I got two days off work. That was nice. The only problem is my bitch ass work. My boss is actually ignoring me. That’s really immature. She won’t even look at me. I so want her to take me in her office and try and tell me that it was wrong to be sick. She’s done it before, she actually wrote me up for being in the hospital. So if she does this time I’m not going to just sit there and say okay, I’m gonna tell her the truth on how I feel.
Anyway. I got my tattoo yesterday. It didn’t take that long which was nice but I did have him take a break after he got done doing the part right on the spine. It really hurt when he was going up in the wiggley line. Now it just hurts a bit, but I love it.
Anyway. I got my tattoo yesterday. It didn’t take that long which was nice but I did have him take a break after he got done doing the part right on the spine. It really hurt when he was going up in the wiggley line. Now it just hurts a bit, but I love it.