Last week I almost died. Again. V_V (I should really work on that..>_>)
Also, I feel it's fair to warn you... I'm going to be jumping around a lot. There's a lot in my mind.
Anyway.. maybe it'd be best to go to the beginning. Sometime last month, I got to catch up with my best friend, Mispelling Mistress. Right now, she's very far away and it makes everything just a little bit harder. She's pretty much more my family than any of my own. I know that if I asked her, she'd be here. If I said I needed her, she'd be here. And I do need her, but I won't ever ask her. She has her own life, and she needs to live it. We'll meet up when we're supposed to, but now's not that time. She keeps dropping not so subtle hints, fishing for me to ask her so she has an excuse to drop stuff up there and come here to play Hero. And also 'cause she says she loves me. Which is really convenient, actually, 'cause I sort of love her too. =)
So we caught up and talked about so many things. In all honesty, I can't remember everything but if someone asked me about a specific thing I could probably answer it. We made a bucket list- kind of, things the two of us and a select few other people, but mostly the two of us, need to do together before January 1, 2012 (or as she said, 'The end of the world'). It is as follows:
~. night out on the town
!. Formal Bowling
@. Kiss in the Rain
#. Go on a date with a cute stranger
$. See a movie at the drive in( must have fun.)
%. watch "the grand affair" while sipping red wine, eating
dark chocolate and strawberries.
^. go ice skating in faerie princess costumes.
&. go on an idilic picnic complete with kite making and flying.
*. play Cowgirls and Indians.
(. get shitfaced.
). go camping.
-. baby frikkin motorcycle penguins.
Pretty sure we're going to have to add in several more things now that all that shitty shit has hit the fan, but it's a good start, if I do say so myself. ^_^
I sort of wish you guys could have been there for the conversation. It's not really something I can retell and still have it contain all of the epicness that it most certainly did, but yeeesssss...We had our bucketlist conversation, and the next thing Mispelling Mistress knows is that I've fallen from the stupid stairs and I'm not waking up. Due to those events, it became even more imparative that we fulfill this list.
So the fall happened, and then the next week when I was in KC to see a specialist, I was attacked by some crazy freaked out possessed stanger dude. He just whaled on me. It was bad. It was traumatizing. It was something I'm not allowed to go into detail with. Maybe later. Anyway, I had tons of damage from that (like the fall wasn't enough). Internal bleeding and the loss of sight out of one eye(hopefully temp), and all that yummy cheese. I was in the hospital for a sizable amount of time. Let me just say... it sucked. x_x
I got transfered back home, got out two days later. I was doing alright (probably overdoing it, though.. >_>) and then I started coughing up blood. This I blew off for a couple days. No biggie, right? Just a little blood coming up whenever I breathed. -__-
And then I started coughing up more and more blood. And my sight, which had been slowly coming back, just blacked in my left eye and the right eye started flickering. and I passed out. I'd hit my head the day before, and had started very slowly bleeding inside the skull again. So I went back into the hospital.
There was all this icky talk about maybe having to drill through my head to relieve some of the pressure, and different drugs, and some other stuff. Normally, they go with blood thinners for stuff like this, but because I was doing chemo, it wasn't really a safe option. So they tried this other, and thank God it worked. <3 So I was in there for awhile after that, making sure I wouldn't die, etc.. and now I'm out. And I'm on paid leave. Yay!!
Oh- romantic update. Water Boy and Super Christmas Make-out Girl are sort of together now. Waterboy is not enthusiastic about this. I secretly snicker inside and hope he's very unhappy and realizes what a freaking idiot he is.
He and I have been talking the last couple days (not like that. Yeesh.) and it's been nice. Kind of a flashback to the days when we were just friends. Of course, I still love the hell out of that stupid boy, and I always, always will, but I also want him in my life in whatever way I can get him. So if being his friend means I have to pretend that I'm somewhat okay with him being with someone else, and bite back my whole possessive love, then by God I will do it if it kills me (which it just might). Because living without him in my life is the greater of those two evils.
Also, not on a romantic note, I connected with this guy while I was in the hospital, Mr. CBC. He's actually really great. He's around my age, and he's really hot for God which, let's face it, is pretty rare these days. We've talked a lot the past couple weeks and gotten to know each other pretty well. It's really, really nice to have a friend who's as out there for God as I am and not have that relationship pressure. Plus he wants to castrate Waterboy, which is yet another mark in his favor. XD
Jeeze. My life is impossible. Anyway, Mr. CBC is pretty darn cool, and Water Boy is pretty darn stoopid. And I am pretty darn tired.
I promise to write again soon. =)
Today I love wood smoke.
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