Okay. So I passed out last night around 9, but woke up in excruciating pain around 10:30. My mom was asleep. I got a text from Jon saying "good night" at 10 so I was kind of on my own. But around 11:30, it was too much and I was almost screaming. I took another painkiller, but it wasn't helping at ll so she put me in the truck, and we were off to the ER once again.

I threw up on the side of 287 on the way, and I was admitted almost immediately.

I watched Adult Swim with my mom, and I had a ton on medications pumped through me via IV. Anti nausea. Anti pain. Ugh. It was ridiculous. I had to start drinking barium because apparently I was tender in the belly region so they wanted to give me a cat scan. I kept throwing it up. So fucking nasty. Seriously. I finally got most of it down and staying, so they took me in. It was about 5 by that point, so we were like "sweet almost home!" then I fell asleep til we got the results. And by results, I had to drink more barium. Because it didn't show up last time. Great. So I kept awake, and drank it down. Then finally around 7 got another catscan.

After that fun I found out there was weirdness in my catscan so I needed an exam, and finally got that around 7:30. But then around 8 the head doctor came in to talk to me about what was going on and stuff like that... adding in "You know, if you go home today."

Wait.

If?

So by this point I was starving. And I couldn't drink water because I was being kept hydrated by IV and I couldn't eat because they wanted to take another x ray of me.

Around 1:45 the surgeon came in to check me out and he told me I was fine to go home.

So we peaced out.

And went to the diner.

And then I came home and passed out and Jonny came to say hi between work and class. <3

So now I'm very heavily medicated, and exhausted. So I am going to rest up now.

So I called out of work tonight. I was just too sick.

My mom and Jon took me to the ER today, cuz I was just in so much pain it was ridiculous. And that was when we had to make friends in the waiting room with "Frankenstein".

I don't know why, but @ Morristown Memorial, they have the ER right next to/merged with the children's hospital. And right away, we saw the guy with a huge gash on his forehead. He sat directly behind Jon (the seats were back to back), and was telling his wife it didn't hurt and it looks worse than it actually is and that he wanted to go home. He then said something to Jon (I can't remember what) so Jon being Jon started talking to him and making friends with him. He cut his head and his leg earlier that day at his friend's house or something. And he kept showing us the huge gash on his leg. And he was drunk as hell. And he kept hitting on me. In front of his wife who was struggling with their 3 kids. Awkward.

We eventually got into an exam room, and then about 15 minutes later a doctor came in, and she was a total bitch and was telling me to take Uristat, when I was telling her that all of those over the counter things don't work for me and that I need prescribed pain killers for UTIs and she was treating me like I was a drug addict or something.

But eventually I was given some medication and we all left, and on the way home I mentioned I was calling Geneco to get a new urinary tract because this is just ridiculous.

But ugh. Worst Sunday ever.

So last night was pretty cool. Worked. Went to dinner. Hung out with Jon and his friends. Went to Rocky. People are weird. Yes.

About 5 minutes before Trixie, I went to the bathroom. Bad idea. Because when I went to the bathroom, I found out I probably had a uti. So I cut out of there, and had to drive the hour home while chugging juice. And the Walgreens didn't have the non cranberry juice cocktail, so that's not helping much. Oh and fun ride home, a couple of creepers in a light blue mustang decided they wanted to race me and show off and wave to me and give the "call me" sign. Ughhh... creepers.

I got home and took a pain killer and passed out until 10:30. I'm filming from noon until probably 7... and I have work from 7:30 until 12:30. Yeah 7:30 in the evening until 12:30 in the fucking morning. So I really don't have time for this. I'm in a completely shit mood.


Kill me.

It's really hard to eat healthy in my house. I've been doing really well with it, though... But it's hard in my house because aside from the random cereal (Special K Chocolatey Delight is surprisingly delicious!) and some fruit... it's all junk food. I've also kept to working out (I know, it's only been barely a week), and this is awesome for me. I feel pretty good (aside from achey).

I get paid today, too. So that's good. :) I might go to Frederick's tonight, because I have a show with Luvely Rae again on the 30th of December, and I want to get all costuming/choreography nailed down by then. The earlier the better so I can look fantastic. :D