So, first thing this morning, my mom wisked me to the doctor on a sick appointment. I have never been so surround by underage, unmarried pregnant girls and teens with babies. It was like a scene from one of those documentaries of people on medicaid. I don't want to sound harsh or judgemental because my sister had her oldest at the ripe old age of 18, but for fuck's sake, did their mothers never teach them how to use a condom or birth control affectively? Were they absent for that section of health class? I saw a girl there who had a one year old baby and she is a senior in highschool. This means she got pregnant after her sophomore year of high school. I was just starting to have sex then, I'm at the very least 2 years older than her, and I have yet to even have a really serious pregnancy scare. I even saw someone I went to high school with there who had an older baby. This girl probably got pregnant right after I graduated and she's only a year behind me. This sounds so mean to say, but I am 90% sure that that baby is a product of low self-esteem. She never had friends, boys didn't like her, people ignored her; now she has a baby. This signals that she had sex with some guy who was willing to give it to her and probably didn't use affective birth control measures because she didn't want him to not like her or so she would get pregnant and he'd have to stick around and the baby would always love her. It's really as simple as that. I hate to sound like a bitch, but that is the number one psychological reason for teen pregnancies. I'm not making this stuff up.
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Sorry about that. I just had to get what I was thinking down in words. Didn't mean to offend anyone, and I'm sorry if I did, but I'm very sympathetic to this plight because, like I said, my older sister went through it.
Moving right along, after most of the jam packed waiting room had cleared out they called me back and took my weight (I've lost 11 pounds in 2 weeks! Go me!
) and my temperature and popped me in the same room I had last time. My nurse asked my symptoms and immediately shoved a long q-tip down my throat. Oh did I gag, and I *NEVER* do that. 
It just hurt that bad. My body was trying to protect itself I guess. Anyways, about 7 minutes later the doctor came in, asked me my symptoms, and then informed me that I do indeed have strep again for the 4th or 5th time this fucking year - I'm talking since Mid December here. My mom and her discussed this fact and they decided that I needed to be refered to an ENT (Ear Nose and Throat) specialist to have them evaluate the situation because I'm also suffering from tonsilitis due to the strep. They also want to see if I need to have these little fuckers removed this summer which I'm torn between hoping is a no and a yes. No because it hurts alot for us adult type folk and I'd be in the hospital a few days instead of over night like for kids 
and yes because it would end all this sickliness 
.
Blah blah blah. Yadda yadda yadda.
We opted for the shot because I didn't think there would be any way in heaven or hell I'd be able to get the horse pills they give you for strep down this time because swallowing small amounts of my own saliva was causing me intense pain. Did I mention that I am severly afraid of needles since I had meningitis as a child? Oh? I didn't? Well, I am.
They scare the shit out of me, but I'm getting better about them. Low and behold, not only is this a slow to inject shot, but they have to give it in my ass. Do you know what it means when they give them down there? That's right kids, those fuckers are gonna hurt like shit, and it did. I couldn't walk for about 5 minutes because I was so fucking sore and numb. This thing is so painful and strong that they put a local anistetic in the tube and then the penicilin because other wise people would be screaming from it. It still hurts though and that's the truth and I didn't even tense up.
Well, we left the doctor's and headed to get my mom's car e-checked but stopped at Meijer first to get me echinacea and goldenseal as well as yummy cough drops, viatamin C candy drop things, and a frappy to cool my throat - didn't help. Her car failed the e-check because her unboard computer said something wasn't right and we headed to get my brother from school.
Man there are some beautiful houses in this area. They all have that older cabinny or cottage feel to them and I love it.
I want a small, cute, older house with a big yard some day. That's what I decided on the way to get my brother.
When we finally got home I took all sorts of drugs (antihestamines, sudafed, lots of pain killers) and laid down for a nap. My goal was to sleep through the rest of the worst pain and I did about that. When I woke up a bit ago I felt about 8 million times better. I'm still a bit stuffy and breathing is hard, but I can breathe. My throat still hurts, but I don't feel like I'm going to die if I try anymore. No more drool cup for me!
[/rant about teen pregnancy]
Sorry about that. I just had to get what I was thinking down in words. Didn't mean to offend anyone, and I'm sorry if I did, but I'm very sympathetic to this plight because, like I said, my older sister went through it.
Moving right along, after most of the jam packed waiting room had cleared out they called me back and took my weight (I've lost 11 pounds in 2 weeks! Go me!
) and my temperature and popped me in the same room I had last time. My nurse asked my symptoms and immediately shoved a long q-tip down my throat. Oh did I gag, and I *NEVER* do that. It just hurt that bad. My body was trying to protect itself I guess. Anyways, about 7 minutes later the doctor came in, asked me my symptoms, and then informed me that I do indeed have strep again for the 4th or 5th time this fucking year - I'm talking since Mid December here. My mom and her discussed this fact and they decided that I needed to be refered to an ENT (Ear Nose and Throat) specialist to have them evaluate the situation because I'm also suffering from tonsilitis due to the strep. They also want to see if I need to have these little fuckers removed this summer which I'm torn between hoping is a no and a yes. No because it hurts alot for us adult type folk and I'd be in the hospital a few days instead of over night like for kids and yes because it would end all this sickliness .
Blah blah blah. Yadda yadda yadda.
We opted for the shot because I didn't think there would be any way in heaven or hell I'd be able to get the horse pills they give you for strep down this time because swallowing small amounts of my own saliva was causing me intense pain. Did I mention that I am severly afraid of needles since I had meningitis as a child? Oh? I didn't? Well, I am.
They scare the shit out of me, but I'm getting better about them. Low and behold, not only is this a slow to inject shot, but they have to give it in my ass. Do you know what it means when they give them down there? That's right kids, those fuckers are gonna hurt like shit, and it did. I couldn't walk for about 5 minutes because I was so fucking sore and numb. This thing is so painful and strong that they put a local anistetic in the tube and then the penicilin because other wise people would be screaming from it. It still hurts though and that's the truth and I didn't even tense up.
Well, we left the doctor's and headed to get my mom's car e-checked but stopped at Meijer first to get me echinacea and goldenseal as well as yummy cough drops, viatamin C candy drop things, and a frappy to cool my throat - didn't help. Her car failed the e-check because her unboard computer said something wasn't right
and we headed to get my brother from school.
Man there are some beautiful houses in this area. They all have that older cabinny or cottage feel to them and I love it.
I want a small, cute, older house with a big yard some day. That's what I decided on the way to get my brother.
When we finally got home I took all sorts of drugs (antihestamines, sudafed, lots of pain killers) and laid down for a nap. My goal was to sleep through the rest of the worst pain and I did about that. When I woke up a bit ago I felt about 8 million times better. I'm still a bit stuffy and breathing is hard, but I can breathe. My throat still hurts, but I don't feel like I'm going to die if I try anymore. No more drool cup for me!
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i think im getting strep throat...errr something cause my throat feels all weird plus im starting to cough alittle. damn, i sure hope i'm not getting sick!
so you're afraid of needles? i used to have to get a shot every week when i was younger cause i was allergic to dusts & molds...i grew out of that though. if you are afraid of needles, what about tattoos?
Hope you're feeling better