AAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHH!!!!!! I gotta get out of this fucking place!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! After being persuaded to stay I can't stand it. I slept from about 8. I had all my drips, blood, platelets, anti-biotics. 11.30 I woke, got myself ready for the night ahead. Had a sleeping pill. I was still so tired. Then the Jaundiced Avenger shits himself. I feel sorry for him. I know what it's like, But I had the decency to contain it in my pants. This has gone all over the floor. It started with a foul smell. Then it appears on the floor and seeps under the curtain into my 'zone'. I go to the day room while it is cleared up. Then 1.30 am I wake to the familiar 'ding ding dong' of the drip machine. This one right next to my head. Once awake, even with a sleeping pill, there's no getting back. Then I'm treated again to Mr Jaundice stinking and spurting. He needs his own room. I need some quiet. I cannot stay here. I am so fucking angry and frustrated. What the hell can I do? I' m listening to loud music that most of you wouldn't approve of and I'm writing this, and enjoying the shittly aroma that curtains between beds just cannot contain successfully. Maybe if I was still Ill and not feeling so well I could cope with this but I was convinced I would go home yesterday, then after my expedition out, convinced to stay till Saturday morning. I really cannot spend another night in here. I'll make it through the nigh some how and then I AM LEAVING!
In the words of the mighty Samiam:
I can't believe it, this is awful. I can't believe it, this is awful. I can't believe it, this is awful. I got better things to do with my time.
This is my time. I could be home...
I'm so happy to be able to listen to music. It is such an escape. I don't know what I'd do without my iPod now. What a life changing product, especially if you are actually into music. Have it ALL in your pocket. ALL! All moods covered.
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