mypartyiz
Full Member
This morning was a bit of a disaster.
Woke up at 5 (16 pints of water's catchin up on me), and as i came out of the bathroom my sister called me from her room. So I went downstairs (her rooms in a garage conversion bodge job) and had a chat with her, just as i wan going into the kitchen to get a drink, my head went VERY light and i felt VERY sick (like when you drink waaaaay too much for your body to handle, right befor your sick for hours on end lol) so i sat down for a bit, felt better and got back up.
As i got through the dining room bit and close to the kitchen sink, every thing went really fuzzy and sort of dissapeared. I thought it would pass so i turned my tap on and reached towards the glass cupboard... nothin.
Next thing I knew, I hit my head on something bloody hard, and was on the cold slate floor of my kitchen. As you do, I woke up, Felt a massive pain in my head, and screamed, very, very, VERY loud. lol. My sister came running in, then ran straight upstairs to try wake my mum up... forgot to tell her mum sleeps with earplugs in because we have a noisey dog.
So mum gets woken up by panic stricken Sarah and all she can hear is me screaming like a five year old! lol.
Then theres all the fuss of getting me to the hospital, which i HATE.
Hospitals are horrible, every time you go everyones too busy and theyr always full of sick people. And I think they have a funny smell, like old peoples home kind of smell.
We sit around and I do a load of tests, none of which are explained to me why I'm doing them. And I'm told to wait for the doctor, who is outside the room im in having a nice little nap. I understand that it cant be an easy job, but ya no, if the doctors need to sleep while theyr at work then they're obviously being worked too hard (a real comfort).
Eventually after a load of tests and even more waiting, I'm told exactly what I knew before i got there. That i fainted and hit my head. Wow. lol.
So I'm sent home with a smile and a 'if it hurts take a paracetamol'.
Plus I'm sure that when i went in when i was little I used to get a nice sheet of interesting things to do when you hit your head. Do you not get them as you get older? Gutted.
So that was my morning berfor 8 even arrived.
What a way to get a day off college ay! lol.
But I'm not breaking the diet just because I had one hiccup, be it a bloody painful hiccup, but just a hiccup none the less.
I'm only just awake really, I've jus made myself my first very own muffin, and it was a lovely butterscotch one! And I like them, a lot. lol. Am on pint 2 of the day so far and my head hurts, along with my knee and my right knuckles (somehow they got grazed a long with my sexy bump on the head).
Any other challenges this diet has to throw at me, I say, bring it on! ... but please no more bumps to the head, this one nearly got my face lol.
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Woke up at 5 (16 pints of water's catchin up on me), and as i came out of the bathroom my sister called me from her room. So I went downstairs (her rooms in a garage conversion bodge job) and had a chat with her, just as i wan going into the kitchen to get a drink, my head went VERY light and i felt VERY sick (like when you drink waaaaay too much for your body to handle, right befor your sick for hours on end lol) so i sat down for a bit, felt better and got back up.
As i got through the dining room bit and close to the kitchen sink, every thing went really fuzzy and sort of dissapeared. I thought it would pass so i turned my tap on and reached towards the glass cupboard... nothin.
Next thing I knew, I hit my head on something bloody hard, and was on the cold slate floor of my kitchen. As you do, I woke up, Felt a massive pain in my head, and screamed, very, very, VERY loud. lol. My sister came running in, then ran straight upstairs to try wake my mum up... forgot to tell her mum sleeps with earplugs in because we have a noisey dog.
So mum gets woken up by panic stricken Sarah and all she can hear is me screaming like a five year old! lol.
Then theres all the fuss of getting me to the hospital, which i HATE.
Hospitals are horrible, every time you go everyones too busy and theyr always full of sick people. And I think they have a funny smell, like old peoples home kind of smell.
We sit around and I do a load of tests, none of which are explained to me why I'm doing them. And I'm told to wait for the doctor, who is outside the room im in having a nice little nap. I understand that it cant be an easy job, but ya no, if the doctors need to sleep while theyr at work then they're obviously being worked too hard (a real comfort).
Eventually after a load of tests and even more waiting, I'm told exactly what I knew before i got there. That i fainted and hit my head. Wow. lol.
So I'm sent home with a smile and a 'if it hurts take a paracetamol'.
Plus I'm sure that when i went in when i was little I used to get a nice sheet of interesting things to do when you hit your head. Do you not get them as you get older? Gutted.
So that was my morning berfor 8 even arrived.
What a way to get a day off college ay! lol.
But I'm not breaking the diet just because I had one hiccup, be it a bloody painful hiccup, but just a hiccup none the less.
I'm only just awake really, I've jus made myself my first very own muffin, and it was a lovely butterscotch one! And I like them, a lot. lol. Am on pint 2 of the day so far and my head hurts, along with my knee and my right knuckles (somehow they got grazed a long with my sexy bump on the head).
Any other challenges this diet has to throw at me, I say, bring it on! ... but please no more bumps to the head, this one nearly got my face lol.
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