sick and tired of being tired and sick that is.. so.. last saturday night i called my parents to see if i could come stay at their house for a week as i didn't seem to be getting any better on my own and was having trouble standing/being active long enough to even cook for myself... ended up coming back here to ridgetown saturday night.. stayed here saturday and sunday night.. then monday morning i was told i was being taken to the hospital in chatham as they saw me getting worse over those 2 days.. so i was in the hospital from monday morning until friday afternoon... poked, stabbed, scoped, emptied and filled with fluids and other fun times ensued.. they do now at least know what is wrong and now i'm on the proper treatment to fix it.. it's kind of working but this has really taken a toll on me.. when i weighed myself last night i'm down to 112bs.. i hate looking in the mirror right now.. i was a stickboy before now i feel like a fucking skeleton.. but i'm trying to not be down and depressed about what's happening so.. moving on..
i have a mountain of pills to take daily, all suggesting to be taken with food which is good considering the weight problem.. however.. almost all of them seem to give me an upset stomach.. so this is not cool..
so i've been laying down/napping/resting alot.. i'm tired and drained constantly.. i haven't shaved since feb 22nd and i really need a haircut.. i'm tired and look like shit but at this exact moment, my guts don't hurt so i'm in a good mood...
now tomorrow to get my fucking router to communicate with my parent's router so i can lay in bed via wireless and bum around on the internet at will.. sitting up in this chair is probably going to start to hurt soon..
i thought i had other stuff to say but i don't remember now so.. i'm off