Hello...
Well, last week was fun!
.>)'>
On my birthday, last Tuesday. I had taken the day off to clean up the house and just have a bit of me time which included enjoying my birthday on my own. (right..>.>)
First, I took this load of dirty clothes and went downstairs, arms filled with clothing, couldn't see where I was walking. Normally when I walk down the stairs with my arms full, I would have no problems. But of course, I was wearing my slippers. They are slippery, I had my phone in my bathrobe pocket and it rang. I got startled, seeming not that many people ring me. Slipped, fell on my butt, dropped the clothes and slide downstairs with my ASS!! I had a huge bruise on my butt. But to make matters worse, our dearest puppy thought he should give me his present for my birthday.
He had diarea.. or whatever you call it. And I didn't know. So when I left him out of my sight for just a couple of minutes. The house started to smell really bad, I checked the hallway, and the poor doggy sitting in his cage looking like he had been caught doing something bad. In the hallway was this huge puddle of dog poo. Shoe's were covered and the bottoms of the curtains in the hallway was covered with it as well. So I practically had spent my birthday cleaning up that mess and trying to get ridd of that awfull smell!
The day passed by and dinner was ready. I went to take a shower first, when my dad and brother had arrived. My back was sore and I regocnized the pain. I don't know what the real official word or name is for this illness. Blather infection. In other words, you go out and pee... it burns and hurts so bad you would want to stamp your feet in the ground. The pain comes as quickly as it goes, but when it comes. Oih.. >.> As quick and sharp as lightning. I've had it for the last time when I was thirteen years old. When I was even younger, I always had it at least three times a year. But I would also have a silent blather infection. You don't feel the pain, but eventually the infection grows up towards your kidneys. Which will take fever with it. If not treated quick enough, you're in trouble.
When I felt that pain last tuesday, I was really... angry. LoL.
I just took some pain killers, because that evening was when my boyfriend would dropp by together with his father and kid brother. Plus his mother would come, but later. So, hey, no one is going to be sick!! *shakes fists*
It was fun that evening, the pain killer was doing it's job just great. I enjoyed it very much, the presents were great. Even though my birthday was going to be a disaster, the final evening was so much better.
That night, my parents blew me and my boyfriend of our feet when they told him he could spend the night at our place. So we stayed up what longer, even though I had an early start the day following. The pain killer had worn out and I took another one before going to bed finally. But.. it didn't work. I got sick, I couldn't sleep. Headaches, ... yup. I had a fever. In total I probably slept for about two hours. Got up a lot of times to go to the bathroom, with no real succes. My mom got me some medicine, which was kind of agressive. And Friday I was a hell lot better, the pain really stopped yesterday.
I never had a birthday like that one I tell you! XD
Today, I got back at work and found out that I had barely missed out on anything! Nothing! Absoulutley nothing! Which is good I suppose, but then again.. it just tells you how much I have to do in one week >.>;;
I want to be able to draw again, but I just can't find the inspiration. Please... why not?! Though my writings (*gacks*) have been a succes.. kinda. I made a story and with in three weeks updated with four chapters. If I hadn't been sick, there would have been five. I even bought a new sketch book today, so I hope I can pull something of soon! Since my mom finally got Adobe 7.0! XD I want to try it out! But I am never satisfied lately.
Oh well, got to take a shower. Buh bye now!
xx WyZ
.>)'>
On my birthday, last Tuesday. I had taken the day off to clean up the house and just have a bit of me time which included enjoying my birthday on my own. (right..>.>)
First, I took this load of dirty clothes and went downstairs, arms filled with clothing, couldn't see where I was walking. Normally when I walk down the stairs with my arms full, I would have no problems. But of course, I was wearing my slippers. They are slippery, I had my phone in my bathrobe pocket and it rang. I got startled, seeming not that many people ring me. Slipped, fell on my butt, dropped the clothes and slide downstairs with my ASS!! I had a huge bruise on my butt. But to make matters worse, our dearest puppy thought he should give me his present for my birthday.
He had diarea.. or whatever you call it. And I didn't know. So when I left him out of my sight for just a couple of minutes. The house started to smell really bad, I checked the hallway, and the poor doggy sitting in his cage looking like he had been caught doing something bad. In the hallway was this huge puddle of dog poo. Shoe's were covered and the bottoms of the curtains in the hallway was covered with it as well. So I practically had spent my birthday cleaning up that mess and trying to get ridd of that awfull smell!
The day passed by and dinner was ready. I went to take a shower first, when my dad and brother had arrived. My back was sore and I regocnized the pain. I don't know what the real official word or name is for this illness. Blather infection. In other words, you go out and pee... it burns and hurts so bad you would want to stamp your feet in the ground. The pain comes as quickly as it goes, but when it comes. Oih.. >.> As quick and sharp as lightning. I've had it for the last time when I was thirteen years old. When I was even younger, I always had it at least three times a year. But I would also have a silent blather infection. You don't feel the pain, but eventually the infection grows up towards your kidneys. Which will take fever with it. If not treated quick enough, you're in trouble.
When I felt that pain last tuesday, I was really... angry. LoL.
I just took some pain killers, because that evening was when my boyfriend would dropp by together with his father and kid brother. Plus his mother would come, but later. So, hey, no one is going to be sick!! *shakes fists*
It was fun that evening, the pain killer was doing it's job just great. I enjoyed it very much, the presents were great. Even though my birthday was going to be a disaster, the final evening was so much better.
That night, my parents blew me and my boyfriend of our feet when they told him he could spend the night at our place. So we stayed up what longer, even though I had an early start the day following. The pain killer had worn out and I took another one before going to bed finally. But.. it didn't work. I got sick, I couldn't sleep. Headaches, ... yup. I had a fever. In total I probably slept for about two hours. Got up a lot of times to go to the bathroom, with no real succes. My mom got me some medicine, which was kind of agressive. And Friday I was a hell lot better, the pain really stopped yesterday.
I never had a birthday like that one I tell you! XD
Today, I got back at work and found out that I had barely missed out on anything! Nothing! Absoulutley nothing! Which is good I suppose, but then again.. it just tells you how much I have to do in one week >.>;;
I want to be able to draw again, but I just can't find the inspiration. Please... why not?! Though my writings (*gacks*) have been a succes.. kinda. I made a story and with in three weeks updated with four chapters. If I hadn't been sick, there would have been five. I even bought a new sketch book today, so I hope I can pull something of soon! Since my mom finally got Adobe 7.0! XD I want to try it out! But I am never satisfied lately.
Oh well, got to take a shower. Buh bye now!
xx WyZ