Monday, October 8, 2012

Day ONE HUNDO!

I cannot believe it's been 100 days already. F-WORD. Time is actually going by quick!

However, bad news bears... my rash got worse lastnight + my night sweats were so bad I slept naked with the AC on + the Windows Open {it's cold + it frosted out, so the sweating thing was FUCKED UP.}, and it was like trying to wake a dead horse today with getting me out of bed --- so I went to the doctor tonight after shooting a couple of Sessions.

My temperature 99.5, I have hives all over my right side of my body, chest, and around my neck, and my bloodwork came back weird --- some level was super high {I don't remember what it was called}, but of course, the doctor has no idea what is causing any of it. So I'm on a "take some allergy medicine and call us in a few days if it isn't better." 

I am SO tired Blaine. I slept from 8:00 last-night until 3:00 this afternoon {with 3 trips to the shower in between to wash my nasty wet body} and could have stayed there if it weren't for the fact that I had sessions. I.feel.like.shit. 

The night sweats, the hives, being super tired, {headaches too, but that's nothing out of the ordinary} --- SOMETHING is up. The doc swore it was Mono before he got the tests back and were shocked that they were negative... I kind of wish they came back saying I had it, so at-least I would know what the hell is going on. 

The more I think about it , maybe the cause of this is just stress. You know how I get. I feel like you are still pissed off at me about the money thing. We never really got to talk about it because my schedule sucks and I missed every single call. {I'm sorry... believe me, I cried every time I saw an Alaska Number under my missed called list}. All you e-mailed was "send me your address." --- to me, that response was that's like saying, "Fuck, I'll send you some money so you stop bitching." I won't lie to you babe, I'm worried. I'm overwhelmed. And I just need to talk to you about it. SO please, please... e-mail me when you can.

I miss you + for the first time, I fucking hate that you got put on the Healy.

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