||[Apr. 11th, 2007|02:04 am]
Look! It's 2 in the morning and I'm still awake!
So, I'm thankful to know that my feeling bad on Easter Sunday didn't have everything to do with a hangover. Apparently I was getting sick! Hooray!
No. Not hooray.
Apparently I have some sort of infection in my leg. They haven't decided what it was, but the doctors did manage to hold a crying me down on a table so they could cut my leg open and get "samples." On top of my leg being in such pain, I also had another stream of fevers that I guess attacked my back, because I couldn't manage to stand up straight my bones hurt so bad. I'm such a wuss.
The fevers have stopped (thanks to Tylenol) but my leg still hurts and I have to keep doing stuff to it, like take baths and keep it bandaged and crap.
Baths suck. It's like being in a Jessica stew. I never feel clean afterward and that's so nasty. They're boring, too! BORING! What is there to do but splash around?
Okay, now here's the thing... Where on earth did I pick up germs that attacked my leg?! What are these germs w/ a leg fetish? Apparently they don't like antibiotics, because I can feel them dying away, but they're still fighting for their territory.
Maybe my legs are just that irresistible? Hmm.. I'll have to ask people if they were a germ which part of my body would they want to cling to? Or better yet! Boys, I've created a new pick-up line for you! "Baby, if I were a germ, I would be all about infecting your ." Girls wouldn't see that as creepy at all.