7.30.2009
55 degrees, 35 to go!!!!
7.29.2009
8 days of straight shopping...
45 degrees and counting...
7.28.2009
A full week
7.27.2009
Day 6 - Love means never having to say you're sorry...
7.26.2009
Day 5...
7.25.2009
Day 4...
Today was much better than yesterday. I only ended up taking 5 pills over-all today, which is probably close to half of what I had the day before. I also woke up later than I have the past couple days and it wasn't because of discomfort (woot!). I think I settled in to my couch spot around 8:30 or 9 this morning and made my first call to the doctor to follow up on the CPM machine that still hasn't arrived. Dad and I watched some television, napped, then watched some more tele. The hard life, right?
7.24.2009
Day 3
7.22.2009
Post-op Texties...
- How are you doing?
Me - Fantastically!!!!!! Can't feel my leg! Fettjg wobtkn soup
-Awesome! You're high as shit!
Me - You high!!!! I'm good. O feel paju. Drunkmabyve
-Sell out. Let's just drink soon.
Me - Done. If this is hat if feels like unfold. J feelfantarix. Not riding motos though. Not lime this. Kill myself.
-I'll be by soon to bring ice cream when you can eat!
Me - Bitch you better bring that ish soon!! Cal insiiiiiiiiiiiixkbbnn
-Haha what does call in insiiiiiiiiiiiixkbbnn mean?
Me - Don't be silly!!!! We're friend!!!!
-You're on drugs. Nataliya ANDRIENKOoooooo says hi!
Me - Nooooooo messages!!!!! I love everything. Nata?!?!?!? I LOVE her!!! Gig her for me and the oat her on the ass.
Me - I'm here. Et tr hospital. And I can't feel my leg. Myphone is gonna die. Becaue
There's joy battery
-You are making no sense but you're alive and I am so happy!
Me - Let's see. I can't feel my Lef. Hopped up on drugs. I'm selling everything.
-Selling everything?! Like what?! I will buy something good!
Me - I don't know!!!!!!!8 thing I'm drunk.
Me - My mom's ere. Ad I think someone jizzed in my hair.
-You ARE drunk! You didn't ever go to the hospital did you! You are at the bar and you are wasted! I know the truth!
-Wash your hair! Wash it now!
Me - Yessssssssssssssss. Wasted. I'm fixit up meds. Straight to alcohol.
-You get to go home tonight, right?!
Me - Iywah. We're heading there after this I think. Wheelchair first. J like autocorrect. But I wish I voice texted. The I don't think it would help me anyaybe.
Me - Dads miishtadhe rules.
-Did that mean: dad's mustache rules?!
Me - Yesssssssssssnnnnnnnn
Me - Gettingwonron soup soon. And norco. They're going me a cpm Mahoney too
-I hope you're okay!!!!
Me - I'm great. I love life. Can't feel my
Leg
-Did a miracle occur and are you running again? Best post op activity ever.
Me - I run now. Best post op. O have a machine coming to my house and it's a full time job.
-Can you talk yet? Or is your mouth still too drugged up?
Me - My Phoebus going to due
Phone is goungtj die
-Loser
Me - You low
-Crutch yourself over to the BBQ...
Me - Hahaha. Crutch! That's on liek 2 days!!!! I dint know if I'll be Sony th the. !!!
-Sony th the??????? What the hell does that even mean???
-Sweet! How are you feeling?
Me - Great. Buri need internetz. Theydit habt it right now and it's killing me. Mave
Me - Ifeel good
Hopefully everyone gets just as much entertainment out of these as I did when I re-read them.