Its almost 7AM. they say I can go home in about an hour. Finally took those friggin' stitches out, they were driving e up a wall. my night time nurse is a morontard. So I gave her a cookie in hopes to cheer her the fudge UP. But she was still being a poopy pants so I didn't want to page her for anything. but I was still constantly paging her because my montir would beep beep beeeeeeep all the freakin' time for the littlest reasons and keep me up. And t he nurse has to figure out whats upa nd turn it off. Its supposed to send them into the room automatically but mine, my roommates, and the people in the hallway....ours would all beep for up to an hour before someone came and turned it off, even if I paged them. And someties it was just too much for me to roll over and hit the button. I just wanted sleep. And that lady puked allllll night, poor woman. I felt awful for her. But at the same time it was the kind of puking that was extremely gross. Like it was really really detailed sounds of hacking goobers and flushing the toilet every 2 minutes and the nurses would go over there and be like ''sstill not feeling well eh?" But I guess what could they do for her?
I felt bad for my roomie. She's an older woman and is worse off than I am. and when my monitor would go off and start beeping or hers would, it would wake her up too. But she never complained. But I an understand first hand how annoying it was. She even asked that nobody call her so she could rest. And within 30 inues she had a phone call and some idiot let it ring and ring and ring. I wanted to say ''let me get that for you.... HELLO!? GO AWAY! THE PHONE IS % INCHES FROM HER FACE, IF SHE WANTED TO TALK TO YOU SHED HAVE PICKED UP WITHIN @ RINGS!!"
This IV is killing me. I'm giving my get well balloon to my roomie when I leave. It'll just be a choking hazard with all my brainless animals.
Erron stayed with me ALLLL night, despite my protests that he go to the hospital hotel or go home. But I was so glad he did, since my nurse apparently is dumb. And goin to the bathroom is such a big ordeal. And moving makes me dizzy and sick. It took me 2 horus to eat a reasonable amount of dinner.and then I jsut felt barftastic. Poor Erron is so pooped. Probably because I kicked his arse at cards all night. He's finally conked out in the chair over there. All adorable sleeping and drooling and stuff. I feel bad he has to drive me home. But I need toget out of here and get some real rest. I hope the cats leave me alone or i'm kicking them out into the barn. Larvae insists on attacking my face while I sleep. And she sleeps right on my chest, just in case I move or blink and need annihilated. Ask Erron why his wrist is all scratched up and bloody.
Well I guess i'll try to lie down and relax for a bit...Erron seems to have the right idea.
thanks for all the love.
-JAK