Yay! An other week in the Hospital, where not only will two people live in a room the size of a Hamster's cage, not only will I be taking a pill the approximate size and shape of one of the Dakotas (Lord knows, I don't care, I guess they can't tell me from a horse, which is not the most reassuring ting in the world), not only will I be hooked up to several bleeping monitors day and night, but hey! I'm also going to be feeling VERY CRAPPY for most of my stay! Rejoice with me, peoples!!
Fixing me is obviously their top priority right now, not making me better.
4 comments:
I hate that you have to go to the hospital, but I love that you are (veerrry slooowwwlllly) getting better, and if going to the stupid hospital is the only way to accomplish that, then in a way I am glad you are going. Do you get that?
I'm going to start sending you letters. :p
Laura! We're coming to see you on Sunday with Maggie, who's coming home for the weekend! See you soon, and keep up the morale.
Polly T.
I agree with nosila, very much. =) You're extremely loved!!!
I plan on calling you tomorrow at the hospital too!! =) Can't wait to talk to ya.
I love you,
Kelly
At this point, it would be utterly dependant on the answer.
Although I'd probably only agree if whoever was asking me if they had personally proven the effectiveness.
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