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Crappy birthday to me!
I'm ill. Spent the whole day very nauseous, hobbling around wincing, and trying not to pass out from barely having eaten all week.
I didn't go to my party because I felt too bad to even leave the house. My sister didn't take the very well. She rang me earlier and told me "I'm not saying this to make you feel guilty but I did cry when you told me you weren't coming and the crying gave me a migraine"...anyone care to enlighten me what other motive she had if it wasn't to make me feel guilty?
I'm still oddly proud of myself for not going, usually I give in so easily and often to my own detriment. Today, though, I am just too ill probably froma combination of the painkillers, stress and pain. I was starting to get very angry about the prospect of having to go and I don't get angry often. I still feel guilty for not going though, I can't help it, guilt is hardwired into me.
I haven't done much today, I've mostly laid around trying to find positions that didn't hurt my knee and tried not to throw up. The painkillers have made me very tired and slightly dopey as one would expect. I might try to watch a film and nibble some toast.
I've actually had worse birthdays before so it's not been a great let down today.
I have been ill on the following birthdays: 1st, 8th, 9th, 13th, 15th, 16th, 17th, 21st, 24th, 25th, 31st and now 35th. That's pretty much a third of all my birthdays so far. Actually, that's sort of shocked me, I didn't realise it was so many...lol?
I'm ill. Spent the whole day very nauseous, hobbling around wincing, and trying not to pass out from barely having eaten all week.
I didn't go to my party because I felt too bad to even leave the house. My sister didn't take the very well. She rang me earlier and told me "I'm not saying this to make you feel guilty but I did cry when you told me you weren't coming and the crying gave me a migraine"...anyone care to enlighten me what other motive she had if it wasn't to make me feel guilty?
I'm still oddly proud of myself for not going, usually I give in so easily and often to my own detriment. Today, though, I am just too ill probably froma combination of the painkillers, stress and pain. I was starting to get very angry about the prospect of having to go and I don't get angry often. I still feel guilty for not going though, I can't help it, guilt is hardwired into me.
I haven't done much today, I've mostly laid around trying to find positions that didn't hurt my knee and tried not to throw up. The painkillers have made me very tired and slightly dopey as one would expect. I might try to watch a film and nibble some toast.
I've actually had worse birthdays before so it's not been a great let down today.
I have been ill on the following birthdays: 1st, 8th, 9th, 13th, 15th, 16th, 17th, 21st, 24th, 25th, 31st and now 35th. That's pretty much a third of all my birthdays so far. Actually, that's sort of shocked me, I didn't realise it was so many...lol?