I woke up this morning throwing up while my staples and stitches all down my stomach stretched and pulled like a tug-o-war. It hurt real good, and then I did it again. That put me in a bad mood, and I haven't been able to get my enthusiasm up all day. The thought of future feasts is my driving force to get me through the day. The nurse discovered that I have a huge bloody bed sore on my boney, buttless booty.
But that doesn't matter. Why? Because I've got Tears for Fears. I imagine the awesome slow motion scene from Donnie Darko when "Head over Heels" is loud and proud, and I want to be there in October of '88. Here's to Tears for Fears! I love that band...
In better news today, I got out of the hospital bed by myself and walked around for a while. I'm surprised how much muscle I lost and how fast! It's definitely going to take me a while to recoup completely.
Tommy just left so I had the nurse give me some extra good juice. Sleepy time.
Tyler
3 comments:
:/ aw man sorry you're having a sucktastic day! (this is ashley by the way~aloha bro!) dude i'm sorry about all this mess. Health stuff and hospitals totally suck!!!! It gets better I promise! it just takes LOTS of time..but yeah man rough stuff....again my thoughts and prayers are with you! GET WELL SOON! You totally deserve a vacation to Hawaii after all this~I'm just sayin :p wish I could fly ya up here~well figure something out! In the meantime rest up and keep bloggin! I'm so psyched you're on here :D
Keep it up you boney blogger.
need anyone to bring you some *brownies?
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