HOSPITALity

When was the last time any of you have been to the hospital for yourself? For myself I'd have to say about five years and I remember it like it was yesterday. I felt horrendous and couldn't for the life of me get comfortable. I kept getting hot so I would go outside to cool off regardless of the fact that it was the tail end of summer in North Georgia but when I would go outside I would be shivering so I would go back inside. My throat was killing me as though I had drank two bottles of straight up Tabasco and I had a headache from hell. When my dad came home from work he took me to the ER. We waited and waited and waited then I was called back. The doctor suspected I had Strep but it was hard to do the test since I kept drifting in and out of sleep. But after doing the test and waiting more we found out I did indeed have Strep. First time I've ever had Strep and I hope it was the last. Though for now I'm sitting in the ER five years later with a possible cold, mere child's play compared to Strep but a pain none-the-less. Also I'm having pelvic pains which I could say is a signal that I'm starting my period soon. The only reason I'm here is so I can at least get checked out and get an excuse if need be. Without one work can't really verify that I came here or if I'm truly sick. I feel so ick right now.

The ER is eerily quiet except for the receptionist chatting away with a security guard and the rather large HDTV showing a tennis game from earlier today. I could change it but I'm content with the free wifi they're graciously providing. I've never heard of a hospital with free wifi but I love it. Maybe I can watch Sean's vid opening up the package I sent him A MONTH AGO. I brought my external HD as well just incase I felt like a game of WoW to pass the time. I'll be here for a while I suspect so I'm trying to make the best of it. Maybe I'll dust off Photoshop and work on some icons or a header for my livejournal. The Battlestar Galactica one is getting boring. I'm feeling like X Files, Farscape, or Doctor Who.

A girl and her family just came in. The girl was bawling. From what I don't know but it makes me feel like a jerk. Here I am, able to somewhat function, and there she is in excruciating pain. It's official, I'm a jerk.

I may or may not post another blog before my visit is over. In the meantime, check this out. It will blow your mind...assuming your a Star Wars geek like me.

Feels Like a Vacation

Before I take a shower I feel like I owe everyone an update or something of that nature. I'll try my best not to ramble and be completely random. But I make no promises.

Lately it feels like we're just vacationing in the townhouse. It doesn't quite feel like home just yet. I still have boxes that haven't been unpacked yet so maybe when I unpack those it may feel more like home. I don't know yet. It just...I don't know. Something feels out of place here. I'm trying to make it feel like home but it's not there just yet.

Work has been....well, work. Next week I have three days off and I'm not sure how to feel about that. A part of me is happy but another part is upset because that's eight less hours on my check. D and I need all the money we can make right now. It's our first month and the rent is going to be late but we already budgeted out the late fee. Money is going to be tight this pay period but I think we can make it work. It's just...work has made me extremely tired and every time I try to do some housework I just get...tired and just want to lay on the couch and watch TV or play Arkham Asylum (which is awesome, BTW).

It's getting to the point to where on Monday's Old Time Radio Madness and Friday's Stickam chat that I just don't want to do it much anymore. Not because it's getting boring but because I feel like I need to spend some time with D since we both work wonky hours and don't get to see much of each other anymore. It's like he's watching TV and I'm upstairs in the office and we're miles apart. I know it sounds sappy but that's just how I feel. And I'm sure he feels like I hate him or something.

Sex has been minimal since we got married. It's true what they say about not having has much sex when you get married. I've just been tired and not in the mood lately. We've had sex twice this week when before it was like...four times a week minimum. The whole month of August we probably had sex four times TOTAL.

We still want children but after working and seeing how AWFUL the majority of the children that come in are, I want to hold off. I know that it's the parents who make their kids like that but I just got frustrated with them. Though if I get pregnant, I get pregnant. D and I discussed it and we decided that each paycheck we're going to put back a little bit of money just incase. That way we'll have something saved when/if I get pregnant. I've lost my faith in my uterus at this point though.

It's almost 1pm. I need to be at work at 3 so I need to get in the shower and get ready. I was suppose to go over to my aunt and uncle's to do some laundry but I woke up feel like crap today. Last night I was coughing my lungs up and even managed to bruise my ribs so I'm not feeling the best. Hopefully work goes by fast and I have no problems. I'm crossing my fingers and praying to whatever god will listen.