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Previous - this entry written on April 06, 2003 at 12:36 am - Next Some versions of common sense would tell me to give up, that if I am not going to be there every time that I shouldn't even start. If I can't do everything, that I shouldn't do anything. I am, amazingly enough, NOT at the game. When Tyson and Molly were over I very foolishly did something that caused me great pain and discomfort... I went to the bathroom. *rolls her eyes* You'd think that such a basic process wouldn't be so hard to deal with, that since I've been on antibiotics for what, nearly three weeks now, I wouldn't be hurting there. If you did indeed think this, you are quite thoroughly wrong. It HURTS. There appears to be a stone blocking my urinary tract and dammit, it's NOT passing, and it's hurting more each time, and this is driving me up the wall. Tonight I'll end up sleeping the sleep of the drugged, because I can't think of any other way to do it. I tried napping after Ryan, Tyson, and Molly left... and it worked, sort of... horrible dreams full of pain, and waking up every hour or so. *twitch* I am SO not going to the E.R. again. I don't HAVE $50 to spare for it.
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