October 10, 2011


I’m not dead.

I’m just sick.

Lay in bed in a cold, dark room and only get up to use the restroom sick.

I have pink eye and strep throat, PLUS my dosage on my injections got upped again.

Now, every time I give myself a shot, it feels like I’m shooting acid into myself.

I also have discovered that I need to be picker about exactly where I place the needle because if I inject into a stretchmark, it hurts worse.

All in all, it’s been quite a pleasant weekend. #not.