Quick update....

After spending 30 hours on the bathroom floor and catching seveal "coupla hour naps" in the waterbed today, I feel somewhat better.

The entire front of me isn't hurtin' anymore, just the lower half, and what does hurt, HURTS.

Coughing is a scary thing to think about.
Best to just grip the guts and get it over with as gently as possible.

My period seems to be hanging around, threatening to stir up shit, but I'm ignoring that.
Fuck my period and everything inside of me that has to do with it.
I've been saying for years that I hate my period, my ovaries, my uterus... just ALL of it and I do, BOY do I, but my hand to God, I've not felt this much RESENTMENT toward it before.

It's done this before.
"I'm gone. See ya next month."
*two days later*
"I'M BAAA-ACK..."

Pish.

With everything else I'm still dealin' with the LAST thing I need is any shit from that shit.

Ya know?

Anyway...

Nice to know I can barf without losing my "really loose tooth".
I was worried about that.
Nice to know I can shit alien things I've never seen the likes of before without even eating anything.
'Bout all my stomach says it can handle is the occasional cuppa coffee.
That's fine.
Coffee'll keep the headache away better'n any aspirin could do, PLUS it doesn't piss my stomach off later, either.
I think aspirin did yesterday.
My ribs under my right boob are no longer on fire, either.
Finally.
However, my whole body hurts so bad from laying to the bathroom floor for so long... jeezus.

And, I don't know where I get that from, but I've done it forever, laying on the bathroom floor when I'm sick.
It just helps, somehow.

And, I know "doctor".
It's not just that I'm even more hardheaded than Rob when it comes to admitting defeat and going to one of those guys, it's also that I have no insurance and I don't see me being a priority because of that.
Meanwhile, I get to stay home, be as comfortable as I can be, do whatever the hell I want TO feel better and... it's free.

Thank all that is holy I went to Bucks a coupla weeks ago...
If it weren't for the weed, this would be even worse.

And now, I think my ass is giving me the "I have to shit again" rumble, so I'm off to the damned bathroom again.

Right after I stop in the kitchen and get a cuppa coffee to take with me.

So... I am still alive and I almost don't mind that.

Peace

Posted by: Stevie at 01:54 PM

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Posted by: Chablis at August 13, 2006 05:54 PM (tMoUV)

Posted by: Maeve at August 13, 2006 06:10 PM (b/7xM)

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