Last night...or i guess this morning i woke up at like 2 oclock and was like "shit my butt hurts." And the past couple of days its been bothering me and my dad has been forcing me to take like baths and wierd stuff like that. But it REALLY hurt today. So i went downstairs cause my room was hott as usual, and i kinda sat around and took a 40 minute nap. and laid on the couch and finally at like 7 my madre woke up and saw me wallowing in self pity, and got my dad up and he checked me out. It turns out i had this sist-syst? like thing on as my dad doctorly called it on my gluteal cleft, or basically my butt crack, not like in my butt, i dont want you to think im some totally uncleanly person, it was basically right above it. How wonderful. I know your probably like "ew gross why would she tell us this," but i just have to get this all out. My mom though was all frantic because things progressed rather quickly, starting on my birthday. Obviousily Jesus loves me. This little adventure must have been his way of saying Happy Happy birthday. Just kidding. But my mom and dad were calling my doctor and figuring out whether or not i should go to Urgent Care to see a surgeon or to just go to the doctor at their office. Well we drove like 30 mintues to go to this SUPER NICE yoga meditation center looking hospital. It was made from stone all around and was painted in soothing browns and earthy tones. So we sat there for like maybe 5 minutes and this guy came up to us in scrubs and was like can you come with me, he led me to this room where he took my blood pressure and rolled some thing over my forehead? i dont know what that was for. Then he led me to my actual room, yes i actually got a room. And eventually this nurse comes in, she was probably late 50s and totally adorable, she was really nice and was trying to make me feel better but I was just not having it. I was oozing with nerves. She asked me all these questions and was like eventually "well were gonna have you get dressed now." and i was kinda like ...ohkkay? "how do i do this." and she was all like well were gonna have you take off your shirt, and then i said "do i have to take off my pants? And she nodded and i was like ohh goodie. And you know how those gowns or w.e. are like "exposed" in the back, the only thing that was keeping it from flying open was the three ties. So then i felt totally self concious, and it was pretty chilly. I sat down on the bed and she said she wanted to "take a peek." she looked or w.e. and i said "isint it yummy looking," because i know it was totally disgusting looking. She got me all prepped and everything, and eventually the emergency doctor came in, very nice guy, he made me feel a little better when he said he sees this ALL the time. He took a look at my.....situation? and said he was gonna numb it before the procedure. He said it would feel like getting novacane. It would sting at first but then it would feel better. Yeah well TOTALLY NOT TRUE. See was laying on my stonach, and he was on my left and my parents were on my right. I think i would have shit my pants if i would have looked over to my left because he had all his "materials" out, and they were pretty freaky looking. Yeah well for him to fix me up only took like 10 minutes but it hurt like hell, my mom said he didnt really wait a whole ton of time for the numbing medicine to really go into effect, so i felt just about everything. and lemme tell you it was not fun at all. I kept on like curling and uncurling my toes when it would hurt and i was so afraid i would flinch and his scapel would like pierce my vertebrate and next thing you know im paralyzed foreverr. After he was done though i was like oh thank god. But he had to put gauze INSIDE yes INSIDE the systy thing, and my dad tommorow is going to have to pull it out, cause he didnt want it to fill back up and this way it wont come back. KILL ME NOW. when i asked my dad if it would hurt he was like...ooh yeah itll sting a little, see and he can take it out because hes a doc, but it still sucks in general. wonderful i know, im probably giving wayy to many details, but i just cant tell you PART of the story, plus thats no fun. Anyway the doctor left and the nurse had me take this BIG ASS pill it was the biggest thing ive ever seen. I was kind of woozy and when i tried to sit up i almost fell over, it was classy. I cleaned myself up though, put my clothes on, and we walked out basically. Then my mom said i deserved a treat because i was a total trooper, my older brothers would have been blubbering like a bunch of babies if it were them. So we went to this place called Oscars that had custard and the best heart clogging burgers ever. I just felt nasty afterward. And it doesnt help that i literally have the walking speed that slower tha a 85 year old grandma with her walker. Because its just so painful.
When we got home though i was like awesome because i was so tired and just needed a nap, so i watched wedding crashers, after like 15 mintues of inner debate on what to watch. And then took a nice long nap. Wasnt that the best story ever! Obviousily im just kidding. But sara came over later today and we watch Beauty and the Beast finally. Then my older 21 year old brother tried to convince Sara that the muppet movies are the best thing anyone has every invented, with i dont think much sucess. See sara is a very comedy and romantic comedy kind of girl, she HATEs action movies, but then again she never watches them, she just presumes that their bad. I have given up though on trying to change her mind though. So sara got to see the first 20 minutes about Muppets treasure Island before she had to leave.
And now im here writing, i should probably go to bed i have a long day ahead of me tommorow that i dont think i am looking forward too, but i guess we will see.
I commend you for reading till the end, this was a long one. Peace and blessings.
