oh my goodness!
I thought my pain meds weren't working... until I woke up today and felt what it feels like to not have any for 12 hours. It took me 30 minutes to get out of bed. this brace I have to wear sucks. I want to get it painted so it looks like its covered with tattoos. I'm gonna have to wear it for at least 6 weeks.
I don't wanna sound like I'm bitching... cuz I'm not, I don't expect anything from anyone (especially living in L.A.) and nobody owes me anything (except maybe the guy that did this to me), BUT...
the 3 days I spent laid up in the hospital I recieved 10-15 calls and text messages from people saying if I need anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask. >the 1st 2 people I called to get a ride home from the hospital (i only called people that I knew weren't working yesterday) said they 'could... but could I see if maybe someone else could pick me up instead... and then the rest of the day, everyone I asked really small favors from flaked on me.
I've always been a very independant person (read:stubbornly independent "I don't need your fucking help") and so to be completelydependent on others to basically do anything is hard for me... just making the call to someone for help is weird as shit for me. and then when they can't help I fucking hate that I even called.
hmmmm... maybe I am bitching. Sorry.
well... I had put a feeler out there for book suggestions... now I'm gonna need a few book, movie, and sanity suggestions, as I've watched more television since saturday than during the last two months combined... and my theory that TV pretty much sucks is being thoroughly confirmed. But I can barely walk, I can't drive... I probably wont be able to ride a motorcycle for a month or two... so I'm stuck in my house until I can find somebody who can rescue me!!!!
I was going to take some pics of me in this rediculous brace, but I can't find either memory card for my fucking camera... my camera is right here... where the FUCK can they be?!?!? and it's not like I can really look for them, I can't bend over or really do much other than pick shit up that is hip high or higher.
OK I think I'm definitley bitching now, and that wasn't my intention at all, so I guess I'm gonna pop another percocet and lay back down...
anyone out there bored feel free to bug me as much as you want, as it seems until saturday this community is gonna be my only opportunity to interact with anyone other than samsung.
all in alll my spirits are high, I am very lucky to even be able to get out of bed and walk -no matter how much pain. I saw the car I bounced off of last night and I nearly threw up. I'm prablably lucky to be here. thinking about it makes me wanna cry. > I couldn't bring myself to tell my mom, especially since it happened the day before mothers' day.
OK, I'll shut up now!
BYE!
I thought my pain meds weren't working... until I woke up today and felt what it feels like to not have any for 12 hours. It took me 30 minutes to get out of bed. this brace I have to wear sucks. I want to get it painted so it looks like its covered with tattoos. I'm gonna have to wear it for at least 6 weeks.
I don't wanna sound like I'm bitching... cuz I'm not, I don't expect anything from anyone (especially living in L.A.) and nobody owes me anything (except maybe the guy that did this to me), BUT...
the 3 days I spent laid up in the hospital I recieved 10-15 calls and text messages from people saying if I need anything at all, please don't hesitate to ask. >the 1st 2 people I called to get a ride home from the hospital (i only called people that I knew weren't working yesterday) said they 'could... but could I see if maybe someone else could pick me up instead... and then the rest of the day, everyone I asked really small favors from flaked on me.
I've always been a very independant person (read:stubbornly independent "I don't need your fucking help") and so to be completelydependent on others to basically do anything is hard for me... just making the call to someone for help is weird as shit for me. and then when they can't help I fucking hate that I even called.
hmmmm... maybe I am bitching. Sorry.
well... I had put a feeler out there for book suggestions... now I'm gonna need a few book, movie, and sanity suggestions, as I've watched more television since saturday than during the last two months combined... and my theory that TV pretty much sucks is being thoroughly confirmed. But I can barely walk, I can't drive... I probably wont be able to ride a motorcycle for a month or two... so I'm stuck in my house until I can find somebody who can rescue me!!!!
I was going to take some pics of me in this rediculous brace, but I can't find either memory card for my fucking camera... my camera is right here... where the FUCK can they be?!?!? and it's not like I can really look for them, I can't bend over or really do much other than pick shit up that is hip high or higher.
OK I think I'm definitley bitching now, and that wasn't my intention at all, so I guess I'm gonna pop another percocet and lay back down...
anyone out there bored feel free to bug me as much as you want, as it seems until saturday this community is gonna be my only opportunity to interact with anyone other than samsung.
all in alll my spirits are high, I am very lucky to even be able to get out of bed and walk -no matter how much pain. I saw the car I bounced off of last night and I nearly threw up. I'm prablably lucky to be here. thinking about it makes me wanna cry. > I couldn't bring myself to tell my mom, especially since it happened the day before mothers' day.
OK, I'll shut up now!
BYE!
In fact, I'm going to do some for you.
GODDAMN STATES SHOULD JUST MAKE CELLPHONES IN CARS ILLEGAL SO THAT GODDAMN DRIVERS WILL ACTUALLY FUCKING PAY ATTENTION!!!! FUCK what happened to you PISSES ME OFF. Big time. As you can tell. I HATE bad drivers hitting motorcyclists... There are about a billion people who can't drive for shit. grrrrrrr.
I can't say I feel you, man, because I've never really been in it that bad, but I'm pulling for you. You'll be fine. Glad you weren't hurt worse.
I'll try and think of books.