I always down play how sick I really am. I don’t like seeming weak or needing people. I feel like if I tell my teachers I’m not feeling well or even my friends how series things are for me right now it will sound as if I’m whining or something. I’m use to being the one making people laugh. I don’t like being the one that needs a good laugh. I don’t like needing help.
Anyway tonight was a horrible night! I woke up in so much pain I couldn’t help but cry. Normally I can stick it out but tonight for whatever reason I couldn’t and I found myself at my parents bedroom door crying my eyes out from the amount of pain my body was in.
After some prayers, meds, and time in a hot shower I’m finally at a point to where I can lay back down. Still in pain but it’s a pain I can ignore if I try hard enough. About too catch some zzzz’s before this hospital visit.
And to my best friend who I know will see this: I remember our talk and will be calling you once the suns up and I’ve spoken to my doctor. Lol. Love you girl