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On the first day of Christmas my sucky body gave to me...
a big, fat kidney stone passing...
Okay, so you have to sort of stretch the words to make them fit the tune. I've been a whiny (okay, extra whiny) little girl lately thanks to waves of intense pain. Oh, and since my life is merely a farcically tragic comedy, that's NOT all, oh not in the least.
I'll refrain from complaining too much, but there is one little incident that is funny enough that I have to share with you.
I haven't taken my drugs in several days since I've been at Dan's house due to extreme pain, screwed up sleep schedule and a semi-working car. I'm making do with most of it, but not taking my anti-depressant for a couple of days is BAD! I get really, really emotional. I also packed most of my stuff up a few days ago but since I never left, it's sort of slowly been spreading around the room in a completely chaotic mess.
So there I was playing WoW (yes, geekiness itself) and frustrations with everything + hurting a lot + 1 really mean asshole caused me to burst into hysterical tears. I stomped over to the bed, jumped in, and cried. My poor Dan was a little confused, but was very sweet to comfort me. I knew I was being dumb, it was the kind of crying where I was yelling at the same time, often at myself (I also threatened to never play world of warcraft again, but that was just silly). I got up out of bed to stomp over to the computer, only it didn't quite go as planned. Our eville memory foam mattress topper had partially slid off the bed AGAIN and there was a really slick/soft blanket on the end of the bed. I was trying to go around Dan by going off the end, but that's where the worst of my stuff was. My foot ended up going out from under me in some kind of 3 stooges bannana peel move and my feet went into the air as the rest of me came crashing down. My head, luckily, hit the bed, but the left side of my lower back (think just over the kidney) came smacking down on top of the Diva Kit. The diva kit is an 8" hard cube that contains the majority of my makeup. It's pretty indestructible as I found out.
So there I go, breaking the one kidney that still worked, and now I can't actually breathe cause it hurts so much AND I'm still crying. Plus, I just know that it's funny, so I'm trying to laugh. Poor Dan, tried so hard to keep a straight face. His only real mistake was saying that it wasn't that bad, I probably wouldn't bruise. Hehehe, it was one of those where even though it looked fine at first, the skin hurt from the bruise forming underneath. Of course, the deep purple/blue/black thing that's forming now proved me right (of course)!
I'm sure it's not nearly as funny to read about as it was to experience. I do wish I had a videotape of it. I'm stomping off to be pouty and gravity (plus some hidden bannana peel) puts me in my place! If I weren't a naturally accident-prone girl I would have been slightly more suspicious about how calm Dan was about it...hrmmm ;)
Off to write 4 papers, what fun!
a big, fat kidney stone passing...
Okay, so you have to sort of stretch the words to make them fit the tune. I've been a whiny (okay, extra whiny) little girl lately thanks to waves of intense pain. Oh, and since my life is merely a farcically tragic comedy, that's NOT all, oh not in the least.
I'll refrain from complaining too much, but there is one little incident that is funny enough that I have to share with you.
I haven't taken my drugs in several days since I've been at Dan's house due to extreme pain, screwed up sleep schedule and a semi-working car. I'm making do with most of it, but not taking my anti-depressant for a couple of days is BAD! I get really, really emotional. I also packed most of my stuff up a few days ago but since I never left, it's sort of slowly been spreading around the room in a completely chaotic mess.
So there I was playing WoW (yes, geekiness itself) and frustrations with everything + hurting a lot + 1 really mean asshole caused me to burst into hysterical tears. I stomped over to the bed, jumped in, and cried. My poor Dan was a little confused, but was very sweet to comfort me. I knew I was being dumb, it was the kind of crying where I was yelling at the same time, often at myself (I also threatened to never play world of warcraft again, but that was just silly). I got up out of bed to stomp over to the computer, only it didn't quite go as planned. Our eville memory foam mattress topper had partially slid off the bed AGAIN and there was a really slick/soft blanket on the end of the bed. I was trying to go around Dan by going off the end, but that's where the worst of my stuff was. My foot ended up going out from under me in some kind of 3 stooges bannana peel move and my feet went into the air as the rest of me came crashing down. My head, luckily, hit the bed, but the left side of my lower back (think just over the kidney) came smacking down on top of the Diva Kit. The diva kit is an 8" hard cube that contains the majority of my makeup. It's pretty indestructible as I found out.
So there I go, breaking the one kidney that still worked, and now I can't actually breathe cause it hurts so much AND I'm still crying. Plus, I just know that it's funny, so I'm trying to laugh. Poor Dan, tried so hard to keep a straight face. His only real mistake was saying that it wasn't that bad, I probably wouldn't bruise. Hehehe, it was one of those where even though it looked fine at first, the skin hurt from the bruise forming underneath. Of course, the deep purple/blue/black thing that's forming now proved me right (of course)!
I'm sure it's not nearly as funny to read about as it was to experience. I do wish I had a videotape of it. I'm stomping off to be pouty and gravity (plus some hidden bannana peel) puts me in my place! If I weren't a naturally accident-prone girl I would have been slightly more suspicious about how calm Dan was about it...hrmmm ;)
Off to write 4 papers, what fun!