Yeah, that’s me.
My mom took me to a walk-in clinic today, so we can try and figure what’s really wrong with me.. According to the doctor who saw me, he believes that if I do have the mumps, that it’s a very early stage, because my face isn’t as swollen as it would be. Bloodwork was prescribed, and we went next door to the medical lab, conveniently located in Shoppers Drug Mart.
Within minutes, I was set up in this cubicle, and they wrapped the blue elastic band around my arm, in preparation to find a good vein. Beforehand, begging and pleading for her to come and stay with me. It’s one of those, you have to be there to fully understand, but yeah. Basically, I wimped out, and cried the whole time.
How lame of me. I’m sixteen, cried getting a needle, but somehow desperately want a tattoo, that will 100% hurt like a bitch? I know. It makes not one bit of sense, but that seems to be my life.
More surprising than that, this is probably the longest that I have ever stayed at home. My mom believes that there needs to be a very good reason, in order to stay from school. I’m not fully sure what I have.. get to stay home. Two years ago, I was visibly sick, throwing up, the whole nine.. my mom simply brushes me off and sends me off to school, thinking that I must be faking. That had to be one of the worst days of my freshman life.
On better notes: I finally got perfect on two songs, playing Rockband 2 drums! Practice makes perfect, baby :)
My mom took me to a walk-in clinic today, so we can try and figure what’s really wrong with me.. According to the doctor who saw me, he believes that if I do have the mumps, that it’s a very early stage, because my face isn’t as swollen as it would be. Bloodwork was prescribed, and we went next door to the medical lab, conveniently located in Shoppers Drug Mart.
Within minutes, I was set up in this cubicle, and they wrapped the blue elastic band around my arm, in preparation to find a good vein. Beforehand, begging and pleading for her to come and stay with me. It’s one of those, you have to be there to fully understand, but yeah. Basically, I wimped out, and cried the whole time.
How lame of me. I’m sixteen, cried getting a needle, but somehow desperately want a tattoo, that will 100% hurt like a bitch? I know. It makes not one bit of sense, but that seems to be my life.
More surprising than that, this is probably the longest that I have ever stayed at home. My mom believes that there needs to be a very good reason, in order to stay from school. I’m not fully sure what I have.. get to stay home. Two years ago, I was visibly sick, throwing up, the whole nine.. my mom simply brushes me off and sends me off to school, thinking that I must be faking. That had to be one of the worst days of my freshman life.
On better notes: I finally got perfect on two songs, playing Rockband 2 drums! Practice makes perfect, baby :)
