Christmas Vacation
This is my recap of the events that have taken place since December 19th...
December 20th- I went to the doctor, he talked to me for a while, then he shot me in the crotch and did a biopsy. i got stitches.
(the days that followed) my stitches ripped and were terribly painful...i never want to have kids or stitches in my crotch again. It sucks.
Christmas came, it was the first year ever my dad missed Christmas due to his job. I got to sleep on the couch for four days while my sister and her son slept up stairs in my bed. i hardly ever slept. My dad came home. My sister left and my brother Eric who is getting a divorce was depressed the whole time. Parents started to go ice fishing and my sister Tara was going to work, i hung out at home. by my self
My birthday "YEAH I'M 20!!!" i laid in bed with a hang over, went to the movies with my niece, nephew and big sister (we saw enchanted) then i went out to dinner with my dad and my boyfriend. Then we came home, mike and i layed in bed watched tv and kinda fooled around. I had to drive him home.
New Years, dressed up and looking fine.
I got drunk at the fire chiefs house then went to the gate community and drank ever more. Tiff gave me and mike a ride to my house. I did it with him in my room, while my parents were right next door. Then i fell down the stairs, got a glass of water and crawled back in bed to cry about it.
I couldn't function the 1st or the 2nd of JAN 08.
the fourth i went out and got drunk with my dad, i puked 6 times that night and he got invited to my friends after bar party.
I couldn't function the fifth.
The sixth i went to the bar with friends, snuck in...all that jazz.
I met a guy we talked about horror movies and he has a terrible taste in music. He's trying to take me out.
Two days ago, i got dumped.
Today i finally answered his phone call, he wants me to take him back.
I told him i need time.
I'm going to the doctor tomorrow and getting surgery, getting put under and my VJ cut open.
More stitches this time, no sex for 2 weeks and cream to rub down there.
They said it's not cancer right now...but it's going to be someday (someday that they don't know) "lets just take care of it now, get it out of the way. Then you won't have to worry about it" "thanks dr.larusso"
December 20th- I went to the doctor, he talked to me for a while, then he shot me in the crotch and did a biopsy. i got stitches.
(the days that followed) my stitches ripped and were terribly painful...i never want to have kids or stitches in my crotch again. It sucks.
Christmas came, it was the first year ever my dad missed Christmas due to his job. I got to sleep on the couch for four days while my sister and her son slept up stairs in my bed. i hardly ever slept. My dad came home. My sister left and my brother Eric who is getting a divorce was depressed the whole time. Parents started to go ice fishing and my sister Tara was going to work, i hung out at home. by my self
My birthday "YEAH I'M 20!!!" i laid in bed with a hang over, went to the movies with my niece, nephew and big sister (we saw enchanted) then i went out to dinner with my dad and my boyfriend. Then we came home, mike and i layed in bed watched tv and kinda fooled around. I had to drive him home.
New Years, dressed up and looking fine.
I got drunk at the fire chiefs house then went to the gate community and drank ever more. Tiff gave me and mike a ride to my house. I did it with him in my room, while my parents were right next door. Then i fell down the stairs, got a glass of water and crawled back in bed to cry about it.
I couldn't function the 1st or the 2nd of JAN 08.
the fourth i went out and got drunk with my dad, i puked 6 times that night and he got invited to my friends after bar party.
I couldn't function the fifth.
The sixth i went to the bar with friends, snuck in...all that jazz.
I met a guy we talked about horror movies and he has a terrible taste in music. He's trying to take me out.
Two days ago, i got dumped.
Today i finally answered his phone call, he wants me to take him back.
I told him i need time.
I'm going to the doctor tomorrow and getting surgery, getting put under and my VJ cut open.
More stitches this time, no sex for 2 weeks and cream to rub down there.
They said it's not cancer right now...but it's going to be someday (someday that they don't know) "lets just take care of it now, get it out of the way. Then you won't have to worry about it" "thanks dr.larusso"