Wednesday, 13 March 2013
Just been reading through a few of my recent blogs, because I didn't want to start today's with, "I'm so tired", again.
But I kind of just did, so nevermind.
Needs must. And I cant really get many other words out at the moment.
I have that tired floppy head syndrome at the moment. I look like a newborn baby who hasn't formed its neck muscles yet. My head just keeps on flopping around and falling asleep. I must look rather strange.
Oh well. If my head happens to flop onto your shoulder whilst travelling on the bus, please just gently move it to one side.
I had an x-ray yesterday, which built up my anxiety levels rather quickly. Its nothing serious, I've just had a really painful back for about 7 weeks now, and its not getting any better. People tell me that its probably just a trapped nerve, and I'm trying to believe them....
I just hate hospitals. I mean no-one likes them I guess. Why would you? They remind me of illness and death and pain and germs. I cant stop thinking about all the germs. All the death and suffering. The weird smell that hospitals always have makes my stomach churn. Last time I was in this particular hospital was when I had taken an overdose....so not the happiest of memories. Just nightmarish surreal memories.
I'm wittering now.
Time for a rest.