Grr. And ow. And so forth.
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*sigh* So the TinyMouse is alive and well and determined to spend his time burrowed under as many wood chips as possible, the CapturedMice are alive and well and determined to alternately cling to the top of the cage and play 'rearrange the wood chips' - one or more of them keeps bringing new wood chips into the little dollhouse they live in and one or more of them keeps bringing the same chips right back out again, it's very funny to watch...
...and I can't fucking sleep because it feels like someone shoved a cattle prod up my urethra and is setting it off every five seconds, meaning I constantly feel like I have to pee and whether I pee or not there is blinding pain flashing through a VERY sensitive portion of my body at an annoyingly frequent rate. If this keeps up, screw muscle relaxants, as soon as Caleb gets home I'm headed for the fucking ER. This is hurting WAY more than a bladder infection should, particularly since I've been on fucking antibiotics for the past week and am taking excedrin and midol and alieve and even advil and it's NOT HELPING. Seriously. If this does not fucking improve, screw even waiting for Caleb, this has been going on for days and it's just getting worse and I'm now at the point where I'm getting feverish and dammit am STILL throwing up and this is really truly NOT GOOD. *twitch*
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