It is official I sploded last night and I rolled over in my sleep. I was warned not to roll over but I did anyway and this morning I woke up stuck to my sheet and when I say stuck I dont mean like ouchy I dont wanna pull it off. I mean Ohhh Shit I cant move stuck. Even worse I sleep on a futon with really tight sheets that dont like to come off. So after 15min of ripping and tearing at the sheets I finally got them off the bed and crawled into the shower. It took another 10 min of hot water to get my sheets to unstuck from my back. It was horrible. But at the same time I look back on it and I cant help but laugh because if I were on the outside looking in I would have been cracking up.
I have new pictures but I looked at them and they look a lot like wet sick on my back so I am going to wait a day or two and take a couple more then I will go post a bunch. I mean I didnt even feel well looking at it so I dont want to put it on any of you guys.
Today was my last day at the theater and as a going away gift I wrapped my managers car in approximately 2 miles of movie film. It took about 2 hours but his face was priceless. It made both years of working there all the more worth it. Joan, (the old Italian lady) even brought me a whole cake and spaghetti, it was awesome.
I am training two therapists tomorrow, they have the kindest hearts but I just dont think one of them is going to work out but here is to hoping and I am tired so I had better get going and try not to roll over and take a quick cat nap before I have to be back at work for the real job in the morning.
Overall just another day in the life of little old me.
I have new pictures but I looked at them and they look a lot like wet sick on my back so I am going to wait a day or two and take a couple more then I will go post a bunch. I mean I didnt even feel well looking at it so I dont want to put it on any of you guys.
Today was my last day at the theater and as a going away gift I wrapped my managers car in approximately 2 miles of movie film. It took about 2 hours but his face was priceless. It made both years of working there all the more worth it. Joan, (the old Italian lady) even brought me a whole cake and spaghetti, it was awesome.
I am training two therapists tomorrow, they have the kindest hearts but I just dont think one of them is going to work out but here is to hoping and I am tired so I had better get going and try not to roll over and take a quick cat nap before I have to be back at work for the real job in the morning.
Overall just another day in the life of little old me.
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jovana:
i got stuck to shirts a lot. its no fun but funny at the same time. sorry i never responded earlier...i got caught up in other things. my scars were done with a scalpel. he wanted to use a cautery pen post cutting but i was REALLY not into being branded....they are not as rasied as i would likeand so i need to have them recut when i have time/am ready
fractal:
eeeghads...maybe you should sleep with gauze on it