so here it is 2 pm central time. and i am wondering why life keeps dragging me along, like so much TP stuck to it's shoe.
i have once again found myself in the hospital. and i have once again found myself making promises that i do not intend to keep. "toilet bowl confessionals".
today is Monday the 12th, and i have been in since Saturday the 3rd, there seems to be no hope in sight as my body refuses to do what the doctors want, and its not me i don't want a feeding line it just sounds painful. so I am at the whim of my medical team and my pancreas who is, i dare to say, as stubborn as I am.
i have once again found myself in the hospital. and i have once again found myself making promises that i do not intend to keep. "toilet bowl confessionals".
today is Monday the 12th, and i have been in since Saturday the 3rd, there seems to be no hope in sight as my body refuses to do what the doctors want, and its not me i don't want a feeding line it just sounds painful. so I am at the whim of my medical team and my pancreas who is, i dare to say, as stubborn as I am.
jonnytrrrash7:
damn, i hope you get better soon!