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Aug. 23rd, 2003 12:06 pmA watched friends list never updates. Note to self: Step AWAY from the computer. Get some writing done, for fuck's sake.
Chris, my Diablo's stopped working. Help?
Chris, my Diablo's stopped working. Help?
Aug. 23rd, 2003
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Aug. 23rd, 2003 09:30 pmSo. I've been to hospital. That was the longest and most boring threeish hours of my life. Good news? I don't have appendicitis.
They jabbed my arm with a needle to steal about 10 units of blood (ccs? I'm not sure. Maybe it was mLs.), then shoved an IV in. Bastards weren't sensible. didn't do it in my left arm; oh no. Let's do it in the crook of my right arm. Because after all, it's only the arm I use to do everything. It's still all achy, and doesn't like to be bent. I was brave, though. Not a peep from me with the needle; not so much as a sharply indrawn breath. I deserve a gold star. ^_^
Anyway, the doctor's given me an ultrasound whatsit, as the new theory is that I may have an ovarian cyst. 'Cause that's so much better. *sigh*
Weekend or no, small sisters should be restricted to no more than an hour's phone time. I have no desire to hear her entire conversation played out in the corridors of our house. Damn that cordless phone...
They jabbed my arm with a needle to steal about 10 units of blood (ccs? I'm not sure. Maybe it was mLs.), then shoved an IV in. Bastards weren't sensible. didn't do it in my left arm; oh no. Let's do it in the crook of my right arm. Because after all, it's only the arm I use to do everything. It's still all achy, and doesn't like to be bent. I was brave, though. Not a peep from me with the needle; not so much as a sharply indrawn breath. I deserve a gold star. ^_^
Anyway, the doctor's given me an ultrasound whatsit, as the new theory is that I may have an ovarian cyst. 'Cause that's so much better. *sigh*
Weekend or no, small sisters should be restricted to no more than an hour's phone time. I have no desire to hear her entire conversation played out in the corridors of our house. Damn that cordless phone...
