I got my calves tattooed today, just the outlines. I could sit there all day and cope with the 'pain' but I can't sit still, at all. It kills me, I've got shitty circulation anyway, my blood simply refuses to enter certain parts of my body sometimes, and I get pins and needles constantly. Shitter.
I could have gone on and had them finished today though as I was lying down and pretty comfortable, although I was beginning to feel 'the fidget'. I hate it, I have so much energy but when it comes to talking to people I now I just can't. I have no idea what's happened. 3 years ago I could chat shit to anyone for hours, now I can't even say hello seeing as I have nothing to follow up with. Bah. I blame Rick, he de-socialised me.
I'll post a picture of my new lovely fish-ladies (mermaids for the educationally challenged) when they're less shiny and swollen and red. I tried taking pictures but I've just oiled them. Also my calves looked like they belonged on a builder call Barry seeing as they're part of only section of my body that knows what muscles are. I swear I could crush fruit!
Oh and my dad was discharged from hospital today after 7 and a half weeks
He's still really ill and has to take 14 pills and a load of weird liquid gel stuff every day and go back for kidney dialysis 3 times a week but at least he's seen as being fit to leave. Although they discharged loads of people today so I think they just want a quiet bank holiday weekend.
We'll see.
I'm in the mood to do some pictures, I haven't done any for ages! Too much trauma.
I could have gone on and had them finished today though as I was lying down and pretty comfortable, although I was beginning to feel 'the fidget'. I hate it, I have so much energy but when it comes to talking to people I now I just can't. I have no idea what's happened. 3 years ago I could chat shit to anyone for hours, now I can't even say hello seeing as I have nothing to follow up with. Bah. I blame Rick, he de-socialised me.
I'll post a picture of my new lovely fish-ladies (mermaids for the educationally challenged) when they're less shiny and swollen and red. I tried taking pictures but I've just oiled them. Also my calves looked like they belonged on a builder call Barry seeing as they're part of only section of my body that knows what muscles are. I swear I could crush fruit!
Oh and my dad was discharged from hospital today after 7 and a half weeks
He's still really ill and has to take 14 pills and a load of weird liquid gel stuff every day and go back for kidney dialysis 3 times a week but at least he's seen as being fit to leave. Although they discharged loads of people today so I think they just want a quiet bank holiday weekend.We'll see.
I'm in the mood to do some pictures, I haven't done any for ages! Too much trauma.
MAY 05, 2007 09:55 AM
MAY 15, 2007 04:50 PM
In the last six months of my degree my life consisted of non stop revision from 9Am to 9PM, which left me unable to sleep because my mond was too active. I fixed that by drinking as much as I possibly could before closing time to knock myself out. After that, I was unable to hold a conversation or to function properly in a social setting. 
Time was a great healer though and I was soon back to normal.
That's great news about your dad and I hope to see your photos of the lovely new fish-ladies.
P.S. It's time to call in your friend favours. The May SGUK vouch thread is open.
