infused with german coins

i just watched pan's labyrinth. it was suprisingly violent and suprisingly in spanish. but i suppose if the previews made it plain that everything was subtitled then less people would watch it. i was wondering why it was out of theatres so fast if it was so cool. now i know: because americans are illiterate... or lazy. it *was* cool, though. just don't watch it with your kids. really.

my parents took hayley to the beach for the weekend so i've been having to take care of myself the past few days. i'm down to my last pain pill and i'm not sure where to get more. they have my prescription on file at the walgreen's somewhere, but i can't remember where. i usually go to wal-mart but i'm not sure they'll refill something from walgreen's. i've got plenty of muscle relaxers, though so imma da be fine... *drool*.. huh?

 

as you may have heard, aurelia had her babies. 10 little pinkies in all and they are oh so precious. three of them have dark hoods now. i don't know if that means they're going to be black-hooded like penny's babies or what. i hope i get some that look like their mom and dad and maybe some self (solid-colored) and berkshire (white-bellied) babies. samuel was their dad if i didn't say so before. i think penny's babies had more than one father cause her two berkshire babies are so much bigger than their siblings. especially chelsea. we call her CHELSEA now cause she's so friggin huge. but still cute. i gave them all proper names now since it looks like they're going to be around for awhile. my boys are botero, nebo, gianlorenzo bernini, periwinkle, and godfrick. the girls are janet, lucy, lavender, and CHELSEA. i'm keeping all of aurelia's babies in case you were wondering. i just loves them too much.

in the days of teutonic puppies

i'm a little better. lost a lot of weight. like a lot. i haven't been this small since i was about 13 or 14 and i was kinda anorexic. but i'm eating lots and lots this time. just doesn't seem to help. i take a lot of drugs, mostly for pain and they make me silly. i've got this muscle spasm in my back now and the vicodin doesn't help much so i think i may have to request something stronger just so i can lay down to sleep at night. i've been sleeping sitting up in a chair the past few nights cause i can't deal with the pain. and it still wakes me up a lot. but i think i'm getting better and i'm glad they actually figured out what it was i had this time instead of giving me motrin and sending me home. they initially told me i just had the flu. idiots. they probably thought i was exaggerating how much pain i was in just cause i'm a girl. delicate little girl. mmhmm, that's me. pfft.

i've just been watching an insane amount of television. usually i don't like to do that, but i find it rather enjoyable as long as i have drugs. drugs makes all the difference. still disappointed i didn't get the option to do something more constructive with my forced vacation time. i'm still planning on going back to school in the fall even though this thing won't be completely healed until september probably. i think the pain will stop in about a month or so. i think.

hayley got her hair cut short to keep it out of her face and food better. its cute.

oh my stars

i was in the hospital. that's where i was. i had female troubles and since i don't like reading about other people's female troubles, i won't make you read about mine in any detail. just suffice to say they hurt like a motherfucking kangaroo. whatever that means. i would also like to say that my gyno at the hospital, nice little resident named dr. ronica mcbrayer was pretty good... but only because it takes one to know one.

i'm home now and the only thing keeping me from feeling as bad as i did when i went in are the pills. i have to take a lot and lot of pills. not as good as the stuff i was getting at the hospital (morphine wheeeeeee) but still ok. things are veryvery bad. its all messy and there's no food or clean dishes so i'm eating mostly saltines and applesauce. i haven't fed the rats yet today cause of the excruciating pain and nausea and they've discovered they can escape the bathtub and chew on the walls and play rat-in-your-hair when i'm in there. lovely. i can't clean up after them at all. i tried. ohgodithurtsithurts too much. things are not looking very good. not good at all. i don't know what to do. i really don't. i think i'll just go listen to some linkin park.

get thee to a blasphemy

i went back to the doctor's to look at my blood test results. i brought my dad along to tell her that depression doesn't cause the symptoms i'm experiencing. she said my bloodwork came back fine. all my organs are happy and hardworking. she didn't have any clue what was wrong with me, but instead of letting her send me home without any answers i asked her to test my thyroid. i looked on the webmd to see if it could guess what's wrong because the human doctor seems to be failing miserably, and it said most likely hyperthyroidism. so i gave them more blood and she said she'd call me if it was wrong. she didn't want to make a follow-up appointment unless there was something wrong with my thyroid. she doesn't seem interested in figuring out why i'm losing my hair and my vision and having dizzy spells and back prickles unless its my thyroid being stupid. i suppose if its not my thyroid, i'm just supposed to invest in a good-quality wig and learn to read braile. (i'm muttering obscenities right now)