My head is back and with a vengeance. Like really fucking bad already. WHY?? Nothing changed?? I didn't go to bed super late. I didn't change anything? I was fine for two full days? What the hell??
Yesterday started off with a bang. I was getting the cat her meds when she decided to try and kill me. I went down the stairs hard. Scraped up my arm, fucked up my tailbone, and smashed the plate of food I was carrying. This was at 6am and a hell of a way to start my day. Loads of fun. I am still in pain.
Went to my hair appointment and the Urgent Care doc called me. He didn't like the results of the culture he did so he switched me to a stronger antibiotic. Severe side effects but it will kill anything in me. Lovely.
The sausage dog shit multiple times in my house. Not pleased about that either. It was rough trying to take care of them and be in pain. What a way to end my vacation.
I watched B's wedding livestreamed. Most awkward 13 minutes ever. Seriously, it lasted 13 minutes. On the upside I felt nothing about my ex getting remarried. I mean nothing more than oh my friend is getting married, grats. Like no weird emotions or anything. So that's something.
The beasts are waking up. My head is killing me. My ass hurts. My arm hurts. This is going to be a long fucking day.
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