Sep 10, 2004 21:46
I've been sick for the past couple of weeks, and I've been to the docters at least once this whole week.(Maybe not for me, but for a realitive that I have gotten sick) *I blame Amay!*
Well, I have been given at least eight different drugs to try and clear up this nasty sickness that my FRIEND gave me. *mutters about friends sharing to much* I even have to wake up at MIDNIGHT to take a pill I really hate. The pill kills my brain and makes me ditzyer then usally. I have been throwing up and my mother JOKEINGLY said I was pregent with James. *Don't ask. It is an inside joke* Well, I hate beening sick (I highly doubt anyone loves to get sick). Also, this is were I start to hate docters(Even though I hated docters for a LONG time and also where I hate telling the truth).
Well, I finnally got that Physical that I was suppose to have in like, June, but it always kept getting moved. Anyways, I went to the docters at 7:30a.m and they did the usally stuff, *But at least I didn't have any shots or blood taken* like height and weight and such. Well, they also ask question like 'Do you take drugs?' 'Do you drink?' 'Do you smoke?' 'Are you sexually active?' Which can be quite embrassing when your mother is in the room, but I have nothing to hide, or so I thought...
After all this, the docter suddenly asks, 'Are you depressed?' I look shocked, but I didn't lie. 'Yes' I answered. 'Have you ever thought of hurting yourself?' she asked next. Again , I didn't lie. 'Yes' I answered. 'Do you know how you would do it?' she asked next. Once again, I didn't lie. 'Yes' I answered. 'Will you tell me how?' she asked. *I truly wished I lied* 'Yes. I would take an over dose *pause* then I would duct tape my mouth shut and slit my wrist in the shower'. I now have to go back next week and might even have to see consling. But, it gets worse.
I came home to day...well actually my mother and Ryan(boyfriend) come home and I let Ryan on the computer. When he needed help getting off, I helped him and he said he thought of doing it too. I was confused for a moment till I realized he was talking about suicide. My mother told her boyfriend what I thought was confidenceual. Well, he then talked to me and I just nodded and said yes in the right times. I truly did listen to him. He said my mother saved him.
Okay, that is all on that subject.
I am done now.
Not really, I will have P.S's.
Signed:
Padfoot
P.S.I REALLY hate the other people in school. They are SUCH jack asses.
P.P.S.Sorry if I hurt any of you, my Marauder friends.
P.P.P.S.Sorry Vixen that you weren't here, but I love and I WILL find a way to kidnap you. *Not seriously. I will get promision to kidnap you*
P.P.P.P.S. Sorry Moony for hurting you so much. I love you! I love Siren too! And Prongs! And Amay! *even if you got me sick*
I love you ALL!!!