The Bubble Burst

I slept last night; 10 hours of well needed sleep to gather my strenght before I headed back to the hospital. Mum is spending the night there instead of me and I'm at home with my darling sister Sara and mini brother Anton. I went to the hospital with my nan and aunt. Linda seemed a little bit more spirited than yesterday, not much, but a little bit. That's a start. Jamie was ok too, he's snotty and isn't eating or drinking well, but he was in a good mood and made everyone around him smile. He got extra fluid through IV and mum is taking good care of him.

So I got home, and something I have said would happen, really happened. It's not a good thing, not at all. I've been nagging and moaning about this for the past few weeks, but I've been pretty much powerless in this, as I am in so many things around me right now. But today my bubble burst and I had enough. Let things turn out as they may from now on, I've done my part, nothing more I can do.

I'm shaking with anger and angst (I had to type that sentence three times to get it right). This is coming to an end tonight, either with or without my hand.

Hospital again

Angelina may be more beautiful than me but...

...I've got a bigger upper lip! Hah!

 Angelina VS. Meme

 

I didn't sleep last night, at all. My sleeping problems are bad, and being sick didn't really help. When I "woke up", or rather came to my senses in the morning after a long night of uneasy lethargy my upper lip was swollen and was starting to spread into my mouth. So off I went to hospital again, praying that the medicines they'll give me there will be enough and that they won't keep me for the night.

The first doctor I met was a little strange, but nice. He had already read about my many visits to the hospital these past six months and knew about all the basic tests they've already taken, but still asked about the most obvious things. Like "are you allergic to something you eat?". Like I haven't tried that, and no, I'm not. The allergy specialists even say I'm NOT allergic. He adviced me to keep off soy too, which will be a slight problem since I'm a vegetarian. Besides, I'm pretty sure they tested me for that too.

They gave me a huuuge dosis of cortisone and then I had to wait for nearly three hours before they decided I could go. I went straight home, jumped into my PJ's, into bed and sat there conforting myself online until I fell asleep at 9 PM (just to wake up at 1 AM again...).

When will this shit end?!