Sunday, March 17, 2013

I would endure it one more time. That's it.

Bella Lune-Never Where

So, after coming from the surgery, I could not walk.  Had to lean against my mom and look down.

Sat up in bed and ate soup and drank lemonade.  Felt sort of better.  I dozed off at some point.  Woke up and I tried to watch TV.  I couldn't.  It hurt too much and the voices were making me dizzy.  Then I got a headache.  It got stronger.  Started crying.  And then I threw up. 

And I felt so much fucking better.

I tried to eat an hour later.  I didn't feel like eating so I just listened to music and fell asleep.

Woke up, brushed my teeth and then took a shower.  Got out and got dressed.  My mom took off my eyepatch (I was somewhere in-between telling her no and wanting to rip it off).
  And everything was clear.

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