Ache is for Hospital
Well i no sooner finished writing my last journal than i started feelign completely different about everything i wrote. Suddenly i didnt give a shit about Paul. I stopped even thinking about blaming Jacquie for anything and i kinda came out of my funk a little. i even started sewing. for me, sewing is a good sign. means i've stopped dwelling on the whole existentialism arguement and just let myself be. but i guess i just have to write more when im feeling hysterical, get it out of my system. I'm very much like what Marv described in Sin city, "That's the thing with dames, sometimes all they gotta do is let it out and a few buckets later there's no way you'd know."
The thing that truely got me out of my funk was that HE called. I'm not saying who yet. But oooh. there's something about him that wakes up my soul as cheesy as that sounds. Just talking to him always makes me glow. I grin till my face hurts. ugh, and i wish i knew just what it was. We were supposed to get together last night, but the fetus intervened.
I started getting lower abdominal pains, figured they were just growing pains but then when it didnt go away and started getting worse i thought maybe something was up. went to the hospital, and got my usual diagnosis. "you're perfectly healthy. we can't see anything wrong with you."
It was young Dr. Jaycee who saw me, and i must say he's not nearly as attractive as everyone lets on. Women are always saying how they can't have him as an OBGYN cause they can't have such an atractive man near their "dirty parts" but personally i don;t get it. yeah, sure he's cute, but not in a oooh. i'm gonna get a physical every week kinda cute. more like a cartoon character. anywho, he and the nurse figured i was probably not getting enough fluids. so now i pretty much have to try and drown myself to stabalize things. whee. ugh. i hate being pregnant. i'd rather be physically ill for nine months. seriously.
bleh. oh well.at least i get to see HIM tonight. not the band, but my guy. wheee.
The thing that truely got me out of my funk was that HE called. I'm not saying who yet. But oooh. there's something about him that wakes up my soul as cheesy as that sounds. Just talking to him always makes me glow. I grin till my face hurts. ugh, and i wish i knew just what it was. We were supposed to get together last night, but the fetus intervened.
I started getting lower abdominal pains, figured they were just growing pains but then when it didnt go away and started getting worse i thought maybe something was up. went to the hospital, and got my usual diagnosis. "you're perfectly healthy. we can't see anything wrong with you."
It was young Dr. Jaycee who saw me, and i must say he's not nearly as attractive as everyone lets on. Women are always saying how they can't have him as an OBGYN cause they can't have such an atractive man near their "dirty parts" but personally i don;t get it. yeah, sure he's cute, but not in a oooh. i'm gonna get a physical every week kinda cute. more like a cartoon character. anywho, he and the nurse figured i was probably not getting enough fluids. so now i pretty much have to try and drown myself to stabalize things. whee. ugh. i hate being pregnant. i'd rather be physically ill for nine months. seriously.
bleh. oh well.at least i get to see HIM tonight. not the band, but my guy. wheee.