If you have a bladder infection, I will sit by your side and keep you company if you sleep next to a very, very sick me.
The little guy is not feeling so hot. We have to keep him in the basement because it's easier to clean his random pee puddles off that floor than the carpet up here. So I go sit downstairs with him. Or on the stairs, because he sits at the top of them and cries. Not so much anymore, because he's feeling so miserable, he just lays on the couch.
Do not mind our 70's style carpet. It's going to be replaced sometime in the next 10 years. I've been peed on, but how can I stay mad when he's so happy to see me? If only someone (anyone?) was that elated to see me, time after time.
My aunt recommended a vet, some man who makes house calls. He came over, did his thing, and left. We even got a discount price. Now we just need to give the cat antibiotics twice a day and he'll be able to come back up in no time.
As for me. I am still very, very sick. I thought it was as bad as it could be te other day? Hahaha wrong.
When I thought it was as bad as it could get:
As bad as it is now:
And I look even worse now. It keeps getting worse. I've drank (drunk? drinked?) so much fucking orange juice, I'm ready to piss it out of my ears. And I've been sleeping so much and I wake up so tired and depressed, by myself.
The cat is the only thing that doesn't mind being near me while I'm sick. Probably because we're both miserable. No one else wants me around, so they're all in the family room and I'm in here, bored as fuck, not being able to see half the time. I've gone through two boxes of kleenex in three days and everything on my face, including the skin, is so irritated and red, it stings.
They let the cat sleep with me yesterday, he stayed by my side all five hours. The only thing he doesn't like is my coughing, it upsets him and is probably physically uncomfortable when you've got piss in your bladder ready to leak out. But he's not here with me now.
I do feel very lonely. I feel angry, I'm depressed. I'm sad. I need a fucking hug. I need to scream at someone first. I'm so frusterated with myself and with people. Contact over the computer is starting to not cut it.
I'm so fogged in my head I can't even say what I want to say, and it's pissing me off even more. Everyone's crowded around the tv, no one wants to do anything, I'm bored. Someone make me some soup and bring it over with a shoulder I can cry on.
My birthday is in four days. Someone send me a life, preferably one that is 21+, already in love, with a huge circle of friends and a wonderful job.
The little guy is not feeling so hot. We have to keep him in the basement because it's easier to clean his random pee puddles off that floor than the carpet up here. So I go sit downstairs with him. Or on the stairs, because he sits at the top of them and cries. Not so much anymore, because he's feeling so miserable, he just lays on the couch.
Do not mind our 70's style carpet. It's going to be replaced sometime in the next 10 years. I've been peed on, but how can I stay mad when he's so happy to see me? If only someone (anyone?) was that elated to see me, time after time.
My aunt recommended a vet, some man who makes house calls. He came over, did his thing, and left. We even got a discount price. Now we just need to give the cat antibiotics twice a day and he'll be able to come back up in no time.
As for me. I am still very, very sick. I thought it was as bad as it could be te other day? Hahaha wrong.
When I thought it was as bad as it could get:
As bad as it is now:
And I look even worse now. It keeps getting worse. I've drank (drunk? drinked?) so much fucking orange juice, I'm ready to piss it out of my ears. And I've been sleeping so much and I wake up so tired and depressed, by myself.
The cat is the only thing that doesn't mind being near me while I'm sick. Probably because we're both miserable. No one else wants me around, so they're all in the family room and I'm in here, bored as fuck, not being able to see half the time. I've gone through two boxes of kleenex in three days and everything on my face, including the skin, is so irritated and red, it stings.
They let the cat sleep with me yesterday, he stayed by my side all five hours. The only thing he doesn't like is my coughing, it upsets him and is probably physically uncomfortable when you've got piss in your bladder ready to leak out. But he's not here with me now.
I do feel very lonely. I feel angry, I'm depressed. I'm sad. I need a fucking hug. I need to scream at someone first. I'm so frusterated with myself and with people. Contact over the computer is starting to not cut it.
I'm so fogged in my head I can't even say what I want to say, and it's pissing me off even more. Everyone's crowded around the tv, no one wants to do anything, I'm bored. Someone make me some soup and bring it over with a shoulder I can cry on.
My birthday is in four days. Someone send me a life, preferably one that is 21+, already in love, with a huge circle of friends and a wonderful job.
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hope you're feeling better by now girly girl.
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