gotta say what I gotta say

So I have some exciting news, I took a dump and for the first time in forever I had a regular bowel movement! I was so jacked; I had to tell Tata about it. I know that may not be exciting to some, but when your body evacuates itself faster than you can retain food, this is almost a miracle.


I am so finished with Christmas presents; this is the first time ever I am ahead of the game. I think because of this, my body knows it is not under stress. At least not in the bowel way. I am still so stinking tired, I nap all the time when I have days off, I want to when I am at work, but can’t. I have given up going to the doctors this year, the cough will not go away so the next step is the ears, nose, and throat doc. I am so not looking forward to that. My sister was going through something like what I am doing and they made her stick a string attached to some sort of device, in her nose, down her throat. She also had the other end in another device behind her ear. She was to wear this for a 24 hour period to see what her stomach was doing. She was in a store when she got sick and threw up the device. So now she has this string thing running through her nose coming out her mouth. She had to pull it through her mouth and out her nose. Fuck that! I would have cut the damned thing. This is why I don’t want to go to the doc. I don’t want them shoving something down my throat to figure out why I am coughing

So work is going pretty good, I am trying to be in a better mood. Poor Tata having to work with the pathological liar is driving her to being sick. Now she understands why I had to get out of there, cuz I couldn’t do it anymore.

I have not been out anywhere, I have not done anything, my knees are pretty painful lately, so I am not engaging in any fun. So this will be short, maybe not sweet.

Keep on bitching! I love you for that.

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