I mentioned in my last post that I kept, what was is it? Ah, “ruminating” about going to hospital. Well, no more rumination. Time to go!
Sweetie GP has always to me I’m smart enough to know when I needed to do it. I guess that may be true.
Because tonight was totally ridiculous. I’m one handed typing (and mousing) right now. Yeah, you perverts… Seriously, though. Things are getting out of hand (no pun intended.) And I didn’t want to stop pounding with just my hand!
I’ve now contacted the Co-op Manager to see if he needs to know any specific information, “should” I be admitted. I think they’ll take one look at my hand and put me on a 72hr hold immediately! No, I know they will when they see how I’ve had to bandage it up.
It’s even more ridiculous, as prior to feeling like doing this, even really thinking about acting on it was nil. I mean, prior to this, I was doing laundry, dishes, eating better, and then WHAM!
So for now, I’m basically a total Lefty. I’m sort of ambidextrous you could say. Just messy and I get tired after a while as I’m not used to using my left hand so much. Are any of you asshole perverts still out there? Shaddup.
I’ve got someone to take care of things for my place I think. If I don’t hear from the Manager by the time I’m ready, I’ll just bolt. You shouldn’t have to wait on Administrivia if you’re sick.
And of course, blogging about hospital shenanigans! God, will I be into my double digits with this one? That is “if” they admit me.