Slim Goodbody was not a Cartoon! (Hospital Part 1)
I really didn't want to go there because that is the county hospital and that's where the homeless go. They go there for a cold/warm place to sleep depending on the season. The homeless purposely go there to sleep and not be bothered. I didn't want to contract disease from them or anybody else. I don't want to say what I was in there for because it's too embarrassing, but here are the things I was not there for; inserting foregin objects in my body, pregancy, personal injury, no missing limbs, or getting hit on the head.
Since it was an ememgercy my dad drove me threre at 3AM. It wasn't very crowded on the freeway. I was in such a rush to get there I packed partally charged electronics. The only other thing I packed was a small notebook and some pens. I could at least write if there was nothing else to do.
My dad thinks I'm really stupid or something. He thought I didn't know what white blood cells are. Of course I do! I learned about them from Slim Goodbody. He even had a song about it. Ok so I didn't go to a shady trade school to learn phamachy tech stuff, and I got a "C" in freshman health science. The "C" was only becuase the class was complicated, had a lot of rules, it was more for people who wanted to join health realted careers, and I only took that class becuse I decided I did not want to be so commited to the yearbook I had to marry it. It doesn't mean I'm stupid. I know he likes to treat me like I am. I learned stuff from school and tv. Atanomoty was not my strong suit. The doctor was young and thought Slim Goodbody was a cartoon. I was trying to explain about who he was and what he did. He wore a bodysuit with organs painted on it, and he taught children about health and stuff.
I got a rookie nurse and she botched my IV. My dad was getting mad because I was in so much pain I was hyperventaliating. I couldn't help it! I was sweating a lot! I had some really awful B.O.
The worse parts were well besides the pain were; the waiting, the bordeom, the uncomfortable beds, is that there were no tvs there. I never realized how much I missed tv.
I was stuck there for 20 hours, and by then I was hoping to go home.
(this entry is long so this ends part 1)
Since it was an ememgercy my dad drove me threre at 3AM. It wasn't very crowded on the freeway. I was in such a rush to get there I packed partally charged electronics. The only other thing I packed was a small notebook and some pens. I could at least write if there was nothing else to do.
My dad thinks I'm really stupid or something. He thought I didn't know what white blood cells are. Of course I do! I learned about them from Slim Goodbody. He even had a song about it. Ok so I didn't go to a shady trade school to learn phamachy tech stuff, and I got a "C" in freshman health science. The "C" was only becuase the class was complicated, had a lot of rules, it was more for people who wanted to join health realted careers, and I only took that class becuse I decided I did not want to be so commited to the yearbook I had to marry it. It doesn't mean I'm stupid. I know he likes to treat me like I am. I learned stuff from school and tv. Atanomoty was not my strong suit. The doctor was young and thought Slim Goodbody was a cartoon. I was trying to explain about who he was and what he did. He wore a bodysuit with organs painted on it, and he taught children about health and stuff.
I got a rookie nurse and she botched my IV. My dad was getting mad because I was in so much pain I was hyperventaliating. I couldn't help it! I was sweating a lot! I had some really awful B.O.
The worse parts were well besides the pain were; the waiting, the bordeom, the uncomfortable beds, is that there were no tvs there. I never realized how much I missed tv.
I was stuck there for 20 hours, and by then I was hoping to go home.
(this entry is long so this ends part 1)