Spent EIGHT BLOODY HOURS today at Cook County Hospital, which I'm willing to wager is the Worst hospital in the ENTIRE country.
Why did I do this? Because I was too sick last week to do the legwork to set up my insurance at my new job....the job I'm scared I'm going to lose because right now I'm bloody unable to perform the tasks required.
I also called my director and told him that maybe he should cast an understudy for the role of the leading lady, that I'm supposed to be playing starting Thursday. I'm still gonna try to perform, but I want to be realistic.......
Oh, and in case you're wondering, Cook County said "you have a really bad virus. ....Or maybe a bacteria." But they can't give me antibiotics because I have aniphilaxis and they'll Kill Me. So instead, they gave me 4 separate medications to treat the symptoms, and told me to eat soup and drink gatorade.
My mother is threatening to fly out tonight so I can sleep away from my disgusting apartment. But instead I'm making a boy be my personal slave. .....For his kindness, K might have to teach me how to give blowjobs...
Also I LOVE MY ROOMMATE. (You know, the one with whom I'm moving out?). Out of the goodness of her Harley-loving heart, she treked all the way down and back from the hospital, and stayed with me for the full eight hours. This after taking the day off of work because she needed personal time. What did I do? Bought her ice cream. Which is so far beyond not nearly enough to repay her. But what can I do? Maybe I'll have to talk to her orgasm-donor and convince him to let me give her oral sex as well.
Medicines make me fell alright, but morphine would be better.
End rant of sickly doom.
I love you all, by the way. Sorry to serve up such a winging post.
Why did I do this? Because I was too sick last week to do the legwork to set up my insurance at my new job....the job I'm scared I'm going to lose because right now I'm bloody unable to perform the tasks required.
I also called my director and told him that maybe he should cast an understudy for the role of the leading lady, that I'm supposed to be playing starting Thursday. I'm still gonna try to perform, but I want to be realistic.......
Oh, and in case you're wondering, Cook County said "you have a really bad virus. ....Or maybe a bacteria." But they can't give me antibiotics because I have aniphilaxis and they'll Kill Me. So instead, they gave me 4 separate medications to treat the symptoms, and told me to eat soup and drink gatorade.
My mother is threatening to fly out tonight so I can sleep away from my disgusting apartment. But instead I'm making a boy be my personal slave. .....For his kindness, K might have to teach me how to give blowjobs...
Also I LOVE MY ROOMMATE. (You know, the one with whom I'm moving out?). Out of the goodness of her Harley-loving heart, she treked all the way down and back from the hospital, and stayed with me for the full eight hours. This after taking the day off of work because she needed personal time. What did I do? Bought her ice cream. Which is so far beyond not nearly enough to repay her. But what can I do? Maybe I'll have to talk to her orgasm-donor and convince him to let me give her oral sex as well.
Medicines make me fell alright, but morphine would be better.
End rant of sickly doom.
I love you all, by the way. Sorry to serve up such a winging post.
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theinsomniac:
Hope you're feeling better soon!
nevermore_66:
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