~.Taobh dorcha na Gealaí.~
Why?
A.) Thursday had a rough start with only four hours of sleep, barely. Spent the rest with Morgan after a shitty day a work.
B.) The night wasn't much better with rain, lightening, fallen tree covering half a paddock, stall and haybarn and an injured horse. Up even longer with no sleep and a giant adrenaline rush. Oh joy. Everything fizzles down abit and I'm sent inside to chill after reaching my limit, drift in and out of consciousness, go down stairs twice as I feel funny.
C.) I have to leave because symptoms are getting worse, trouble swallowing and breathe, everything hurts.
D.) I get rushed to hospital by my peeps, turns out to be allergic reaction paired with caffeine overdose. Stomach is pumped, put on Iv. Withdrawl turns into TPR. I'm kept overnight to watch vitals by a scary Nursezilla.
E.) I'm sent home around noon with antihist/steriod combo for six days. I spend most of my day with roomie drifting in and out. I come online to find some barely adult TEENAGER who was barely any help during that fucking ordeal with the horse- seriously all she did was hold a fucking light and then pass out on top of it so they couldn't even use it and had to use MY flashlight which I'll probably never get back, and then stay up alittle more with a horse that was semi-tranked- accusing everyone of leaving only her and Morie with the horses for a few hours! Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME?
After what both me and Morie went through, plus what happened afterwards, I am so not in the fucking mood for this shit! I was the one that was with Morie through most of that ordeal. I was the one that called several people, helped with Elfie before anyone else got there, helped out MORE when there was plenty of other people there, had to keep up with Pride and keep checking on Gideon while push past My limit and then later having to go through my own ordeal.
So bitch. Shove it. You don't know me and you never will, you couldn't last five minutes in my shoes. No more being nice to a cry-baby, barely legal dumbass. I'm done.
Over and Out!
Release of BMR in August!
Devious Comments
and ignore that annoying person; you shouldn't be dealing with that right now
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Taobh dorcha na Gealaí
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~"I don't respond well to intimidation, makes me feel icky."~ *Mort Rainey, The Secret Window
~"What to do just grab on to some Ducktales! Woo Hoo!"~
Just figured I get that off my chest. Still having breathing issues but thats from the Prednisone and the brenadril I'm on. Gods I hate this drug, it doesn't make me feel much better than before..
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Taobh dorcha na Gealaí
- Carpe Noctem -
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~"I don't respond well to intimidation, makes me feel icky."~ *Mort Rainey, The Secret Window
~"What to do just grab on to some Ducktales! Woo Hoo!"~
(sorry for late reply -_-")
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Arrrrrgh.
Barely have time to even sit in front of the computer. Let alone check everything that I need to. *flop*
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~"I don't respond well to intimidation, makes me feel icky."~ *Mort Rainey, The Secret Window
~"What to do just grab on to some Ducktales! Woo Hoo!"~
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