May 10, 2008 14:57
So have any of you ever had one of those nights where dawn finaly raises on the next morning, and you wake up and go, "Okay, yah, they were right, I reallly really should have gone into the Emergency Room last night when they told me to..."
Yah, Joan, Dad, everone else, you were right. I admit it. I should have gone into the ER last night. Unfortunaly, I inhearited my mom's subbornness with pain, I'm so used to living in pain that would bring a normal person to their knees, then when I do hit the kind of pain that brings me to my knees, I can justifye not stopping it because I'm so much more used to it.
I promace that if it comes back again, I will go in this time. It wasn't until today when it came back down to a managable level that I realised how bad it had gotten yesterday. There is no sane reason why I fought going in, and now that I'm back to myself I realise that.
Bad Torra, no biscut.
Don't expect to see me much the next few days. I'm better then yesterday, but still in a rough patch. ::sighs:: Just wanted to check in with people who heard I was in a bad swing, and wanted to let'cha know I'm still alive. Stubbornness asside.
*headesk*,
owwie!,
*facepalm*,
life,
medical,
oh god,
update,
*sigh*