saturn1

ok, just got out of the hospital for the second time. so far, almost the entire month of september has been spent getting IV's stuck in me and praying that i feel better so that i can quit having to tell nurses when i took shit and what it looked like.

i guess this is yet another cue for complete change of plans for my life.i dont know what im gonna do, but it might involve having to move home if i keep getting sick or have something serious. it's really fucking hard to be in the hospital with your family far away.

but for NOW, after 8 days of not eating, I CAN EAT yeeeeeaaaaaaw
that shit feels GOLD