*sidebar* I HAVE 5 FOLLOWERS!!!!!!
i could soooo run for president right now and win...
like i said in a previous post... i haven't been feeling to good... which stems from the fact that i haven't been taking care of myself... hanging out late... not getting enough rest... getting stupid freakin drunk... and not eating right... (i've told myself if i drink green tea after ever meal... it makes it a healthy meal no matter what... i might need to re-think that theory)...
i missed a reeeeeeally important event... Texas Ranger (that's his nickname) 25th birthday on Sat... even though he understood and wasn't mad at all... i still felt like crap about it... but he told me he really wished I could have been there with him... so it kinda made me feel special...
sunday... felt like death on a stick... my body was soooooo freaking sore!!!! i literally slept allllll day... couldn't even eat... i slept so much that my bed told me that i was smothering him... and said he needed some space... so i went upstairs and slept on the sofa...
monday... i woke up and i couldn't breathe... i mean... literally... i was gasping for air... scary shit... even still i didn't want to go the emergency room... so... mom dukes hog tied me and threw me in the back of the truck... before she did that i asked her could i do my hair first... she looked at me and then turned and got duck tap for my mouth...
we get to the e.r. (there are some weird people in emergency room's... there and airports...) they rush me to the back... i meet dr. Jay... cool beans... he looks tired and over worked... but i made him smile... so he fell in love with me... then he gave me a happy injection... and it made me look like this...
dr. Jay numbs my right nostril... and sticks a camera down it to see my throat... one of the most uncomfortable experiences EVER... he confirms that my throat is starting to shut... they start an i.v. on me... and put some happy medication in threw it... i love happy medication... and i think i've developed a mild drug habit from the happy medication... (yeahhhh happy medication)
sadly... my i.v. messes up somehow... so they send in nurse Bertha to fix my i.v.... she's a sweet old African lady... who has no clue how to find vein... i know this because she stuck me about 6 times... then nurse kathy came in and found the vein in one try... wish she would have done it in the first place... my arms still look like i do crack...
dr. Jay says that i'm being admitted... (yeahhhhh....) it took forever for me to get a room... but around 7pm... i got one... so i decided to celebrate and have a photo shoot...
sexy... i know... i have a habit of making a bad situation funny...
the worst part about being in the hospital is the food... below is a sad attempt at veil parmesan... really sad attempt...
but that's why you tell people your dying so they'll bring you chocolate and seafood from Jerry’s 
during the coarse of my stay i wound up having a reaction to two medications... *above is the pic of the naughty meds...*
and it made me look like this...
oh... and i saw what the inside of my leg looks like...
soooo freakin' awsome!
any who....
long story short... they released me after two days... and now i'm here... at work... blogging...
moral of this story...
take care of yourself... but if you don't... make sure you have a camera on your phone...
Tiffany*
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