THE LAST 2 WEEKS HAVE BEEN HELL
I cut my finger pretty deep and then got my first set of stitches, has a panic attack while on the table. Paid out of pocket since I dont have insurance or a job at the moment.
I was in my first car accident yesterday and missed my best friends wedding (and reception) and the guy who caused the accident drove off so my boyfriend and the girl he hit were stuck sharing the blame for everything (thankfully no tickets, and were all ok but Im exhausted from being so fucking SAD all day.)
We went to the worlds largest yard sale in with Jimmys sister and their parents (and baby Julius!) today. I got a sunburn. In October. My upper chest and face (it was sort of a scoopy-boatneck neckline) are sore and hot and everything else hurts from walking 3+ miles and being fat. On the way home, we were almost run off the road by some asshole passing us on a double solid line WITH ONCOMING TRAFFIC in the dark. The baby and I were trying to sleep but that woke me up. Tara called the local police to let them know the car was headed into town and they were going so fast we dont know where they went or if they were stopped on a road we didnt take.
My stitches are possibly infected and very sore, so tomorrow I have to get them looked at and hopefully antibiotics will take care of that.
EDIT: I'm on a course of antibiotics (4 a day for the whole week) and they took out the stitches... but I have to pay more for the initial visit. I really can't afford to pay AGAIN because the stupid fucking receptionist didn't tell me that my plan expired. I couldn't afford it the first time.
I just want ONE DAY. One normal day where nothing goes wrong and I can be happy and carefree and not so miserable.
I cut my finger pretty deep and then got my first set of stitches, has a panic attack while on the table. Paid out of pocket since I dont have insurance or a job at the moment.
I was in my first car accident yesterday and missed my best friends wedding (and reception) and the guy who caused the accident drove off so my boyfriend and the girl he hit were stuck sharing the blame for everything (thankfully no tickets, and were all ok but Im exhausted from being so fucking SAD all day.)
We went to the worlds largest yard sale in with Jimmys sister and their parents (and baby Julius!) today. I got a sunburn. In October. My upper chest and face (it was sort of a scoopy-boatneck neckline) are sore and hot and everything else hurts from walking 3+ miles and being fat. On the way home, we were almost run off the road by some asshole passing us on a double solid line WITH ONCOMING TRAFFIC in the dark. The baby and I were trying to sleep but that woke me up. Tara called the local police to let them know the car was headed into town and they were going so fast we dont know where they went or if they were stopped on a road we didnt take.
My stitches are possibly infected and very sore, so tomorrow I have to get them looked at and hopefully antibiotics will take care of that.
EDIT: I'm on a course of antibiotics (4 a day for the whole week) and they took out the stitches... but I have to pay more for the initial visit. I really can't afford to pay AGAIN because the stupid fucking receptionist didn't tell me that my plan expired. I couldn't afford it the first time.
I just want ONE DAY. One normal day where nothing goes wrong and I can be happy and carefree and not so miserable.
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