Did your medical license come from a cracker jack box?
I feel like shit. And not just your ordinary shit, the kind that comes out of a new born baby looking like tar or something like that. I keep getting these lectures about how I have to eat. Believe me people. I would love to. I especially want nothing more than a strawberry covered funnel cake from Hilbilly Days when I get home tomorrow. At this rate however, that isn't lookinng so good. I can't hold down ANYTHING. And that blows ass, bigtime. Fucking shit. I hate being sick. I went to the Health Clinic today. Told them all of my symptoms and whatnot. They checked me. Didn't take my temperature, oddly enough. Given that my symptoms include coughing, nausea, vomitting and restlessness how many of you would think it was obvious that there was something wrong with my stomach? Well, the crack ass doctor tells me: "You either have hay fever or a stomach virus." WTF?? What the hell kind of doctor gives you a diagnosis like that? One in Morehead, KY. That's what kind.
I talked to mom and dad earlier. Sam was over. Misty was on her way to get him. They were gonna take bubby to HBD and mom is keeping the baby tonight. How adorable.
I can't wait to be home. And Samantha is going home with me! I HAVE to feel better, by hell, it's HILBILLY DAYS!!!!
I think I may go take some Benadryl.
♥kisses♥
~*Jen*~
I talked to mom and dad earlier. Sam was over. Misty was on her way to get him. They were gonna take bubby to HBD and mom is keeping the baby tonight. How adorable.
I can't wait to be home. And Samantha is going home with me! I HAVE to feel better, by hell, it's HILBILLY DAYS!!!!
I think I may go take some Benadryl.
♥kisses♥
~*Jen*~