kill me now and make it quick
I'm sicker than what. I can't sleep right, can't breathe right, cough, and sneeze continually. Either my nose is running or my eyes are. I would love to just sleep it off, but just laying in bed being not tired is so tedious and hard to do if I'm not already sleepy. That sucks. I was still awake when J went off to work which was about 6 something this morning. I finally did go to sleep, but god, it was only after I took 5 sleeping pills, chugged some cough medicine and took my regular dose of pills in the morning. Am I that tolerated to meds?? Sheesh.
Ugh. I hate being sick. I turn into the biggest baby ever. I just hate that my body doesn't feel 'normal' anymore, ya understand?? It scares me too. Everytime I get sick, I think I'm dying. I'm not THAT dramatic about it, it's just what goes through my head.
In other news, J is a horrible discipliner. When it comes to Lola, she's got him wrapped around her finger. He believes that she should never be in a cage. I try to tell him different and he comes up with all these excuses, and I'm like 'fine okay whatever fucking forget it' Now, when we try to put her in her cage, she throws a hissy fit. She bites the bars and shakes the cage, making noise. Or if we let her just wander around our room, she scratches at the carpeting and the door itself. And of course, J gets all angry because he HAS to get some sleep for work, and he likes NO interruptions. But still, he won't do anything except placate her. Letting her have her way. He tells me now that ferrets were not meant to live in a cage. He says, "Well what if you were...." And I think, "My god, is he actually asking me what it's like to be a ferret? FUCK IF I KNOW" But now he wants a calmer ferret. He thinks Lola's too boisterous. I said, "STOP. You can't always mold life into what YOU want it to BE." And this makes him get all hissy fitted himself. Oy.
I'm glad he's at work. I couldn't stand to hear another football game being played. Or him excitedly running into the bedroom to tell me something excitng about the game that just happened lol He's REALLY INTO football, my god. But I did feel bad that I didn't even sleep next to him in bed last night. But I just couldn't, I wasn't even tired at all, and when I did try, I couldn't breathe for shit. Felt like someone put cotton up my nose. Oh well. =/
Yeah so, I don't want to leave the house again until July, at least. This cold out here is killing me. Since I'm always at home now, unless I keep the car, but that's rare, the moment I go outside, my body can't handle it. I'M THE GIRL LIVING IN THE PLASTIC BUBBLE. ha. And so I am getting sick and sicker. I Hate it.
Ugh. I hate being sick. I turn into the biggest baby ever. I just hate that my body doesn't feel 'normal' anymore, ya understand?? It scares me too. Everytime I get sick, I think I'm dying. I'm not THAT dramatic about it, it's just what goes through my head.
In other news, J is a horrible discipliner. When it comes to Lola, she's got him wrapped around her finger. He believes that she should never be in a cage. I try to tell him different and he comes up with all these excuses, and I'm like 'fine okay whatever fucking forget it' Now, when we try to put her in her cage, she throws a hissy fit. She bites the bars and shakes the cage, making noise. Or if we let her just wander around our room, she scratches at the carpeting and the door itself. And of course, J gets all angry because he HAS to get some sleep for work, and he likes NO interruptions. But still, he won't do anything except placate her. Letting her have her way. He tells me now that ferrets were not meant to live in a cage. He says, "Well what if you were...." And I think, "My god, is he actually asking me what it's like to be a ferret? FUCK IF I KNOW" But now he wants a calmer ferret. He thinks Lola's too boisterous. I said, "STOP. You can't always mold life into what YOU want it to BE." And this makes him get all hissy fitted himself. Oy.
I'm glad he's at work. I couldn't stand to hear another football game being played. Or him excitedly running into the bedroom to tell me something excitng about the game that just happened lol He's REALLY INTO football, my god. But I did feel bad that I didn't even sleep next to him in bed last night. But I just couldn't, I wasn't even tired at all, and when I did try, I couldn't breathe for shit. Felt like someone put cotton up my nose. Oh well. =/
Yeah so, I don't want to leave the house again until July, at least. This cold out here is killing me. Since I'm always at home now, unless I keep the car, but that's rare, the moment I go outside, my body can't handle it. I'M THE GIRL LIVING IN THE PLASTIC BUBBLE. ha. And so I am getting sick and sicker. I Hate it.