Mar 27, 2008 16:55
. I called Evil Doctor to whiiiine about my horrible attack of ultra-tiredness... and about six pigeons just landed on my windowsill and are staring at me right now... weird. If I wanna get rid of them, all I have to do is GRAB MY CAMERA. AHAHA FUCK YOU BIRDS AHAHA BYE NOW. All the birds here haaate having their picture taken.
Anyway, as I was saying, I called the doctor to bitch and she got on the line and was all like 'ARE YOU TAKING YOUR IRON PILLS MISSY?' And I whined some more about how you can't take the damn things with caffeine, dairy or wheat so omg when the hell am I to freaking take them?!!!! And she was like 'I AM GOING TO TAKE A WILD GUESS AND SUGGEST THAT YOU ARE TIRED BECAUSE YOUR HEMOGLOBIN COUNT IS CRAP AGAIN.' And then she told me to take FOUR fucking iron pills (1000mgs!) And I was to see if I suddenly felt like I didn't have to spend my life in bed.
And...
Yeah. My hemoglobin count is just crap again.
Or was, I guess, before I fed it 1000mgs of iron and MOAR to come daily.
Fuck.
my bad attitude,
the problem,
evil doctor kicks my ass again