My life is 100% different than it was last month.
Spent Christmas Eve in the hospital getting infection out of my body. It was the worst. My anxiety was through the roof the entire time but I had pretty good control over it. That was until the numbing agent started to ware off and it became more painful than ever and we were just waiting and waiting for the nurse to come bandage me up (which she didn't even do and I had to steal medical supplies to do it myself) and a machine kept high pitch beeping every 8 seconds so by the time the nurse finally showed up I was posted full blown panic attack, wiping tears off my face.
Waiting was okay because Raymond was with me and we're pretty good at entertaining ourselves.
Bathroom selfie cause duh.
Christmas 2016.
