To much bad things in this blogg, to dark and not what I need atm :)
So I made a new one. Write to me if you want it!
Goodbye past.
9/09/2009
8/09/2009
August
So, I'm 20 now. Kinda thrilled about it. My birthday was one of the best ones ever, much better than last year when I was all alone. My family really busted their ass to make me feel special. The morning started with Champangebreakfast and some spa, anyone who knows me knows that a day starting with that is a bloody perfect day.
After lots of chilling and relaxing we jumped into the car and drove to a unknown destination, atleast for me.
But I kinda got it when we drove towards Helsingör! Took the boat over, I got like panic onboard when I saw a hole box beer costed like 18 euros! And thats cheapo!
We ate at a cosy restaurant and strutted around, bought myself a Jägermeister ofcourse.
On the ride home there was a insanly long line when we hitted Löddeköping, think it was a horsecarage that had flipped over. So ofcourse we ware late, Dag had booked me from 6 so felt kinda bad there.
But there was no hard faces, when I got home I got a bouquet flowers and a kiss, we drove yet again to a unknown destination, turned out to be Mando. Was'nt to thrilled bout the place, everyone keeps saying it's kickass, was alright.
Went to my parents, picked up my stuff since I'd spent the night there, and went home.
At home I got showerd with gifts, bracelet, neckless, he knows what I liiike :).
That was some great things. Now for the not so great.
14 days ago I called 911 because of my dizzyness, vomiting and that I had low bloodsuger and felt the panic creeping. They asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital, I said no since I always think I can do it by myself.
It went away.
But this thursday I got dizzy on and off during the day. And by the time the clock had striked 8 it got really bad. Dag left Lexton for me and came back and I've already called mum and we headed out for the hospital. After much testing and so on, I got admitted into the hospital.
I stayed for 2 days, feeling lite shit, not eating, vomiting.
Turn out, I have a infection on my balance nerves.
The treatment sucks, I have to by myself train my balance up again, by doing different excersises. No medication or anything, good ol fashion.
After lots of chilling and relaxing we jumped into the car and drove to a unknown destination, atleast for me.
But I kinda got it when we drove towards Helsingör! Took the boat over, I got like panic onboard when I saw a hole box beer costed like 18 euros! And thats cheapo!
We ate at a cosy restaurant and strutted around, bought myself a Jägermeister ofcourse.
On the ride home there was a insanly long line when we hitted Löddeköping, think it was a horsecarage that had flipped over. So ofcourse we ware late, Dag had booked me from 6 so felt kinda bad there.
But there was no hard faces, when I got home I got a bouquet flowers and a kiss, we drove yet again to a unknown destination, turned out to be Mando. Was'nt to thrilled bout the place, everyone keeps saying it's kickass, was alright.
Went to my parents, picked up my stuff since I'd spent the night there, and went home.
At home I got showerd with gifts, bracelet, neckless, he knows what I liiike :).
That was some great things. Now for the not so great.
14 days ago I called 911 because of my dizzyness, vomiting and that I had low bloodsuger and felt the panic creeping. They asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital, I said no since I always think I can do it by myself.
It went away.
But this thursday I got dizzy on and off during the day. And by the time the clock had striked 8 it got really bad. Dag left Lexton for me and came back and I've already called mum and we headed out for the hospital. After much testing and so on, I got admitted into the hospital.
I stayed for 2 days, feeling lite shit, not eating, vomiting.
Turn out, I have a infection on my balance nerves.
The treatment sucks, I have to by myself train my balance up again, by doing different excersises. No medication or anything, good ol fashion.
7/28/2009
Wowi
And later became almost 3 weeks, oh well!
Phew, just came home from being in town with Josefine, took us 3h but we did it and I came home with nothing, as usual! It's ok still waiting for my stuff to come in the mail, been shoping online for my b-day party!
And yeah, its my b-day in a week! I really look forward to turning 20, kinda huge! Not sure whats gonna happy on the tuesday thou, but the party is on saturday! I hooked it up with Dag since he turn 25 on the 14th so 2 huge families and 70 people to entertain, now THATs gonna be fun! Tbh, my first big party, it's gonna be a blast.
Still a while until that, first work, and lots of it. But looking forward to getting paaaaid!
Oh well, off for now!
Hugfs
Phew, just came home from being in town with Josefine, took us 3h but we did it and I came home with nothing, as usual! It's ok still waiting for my stuff to come in the mail, been shoping online for my b-day party!
And yeah, its my b-day in a week! I really look forward to turning 20, kinda huge! Not sure whats gonna happy on the tuesday thou, but the party is on saturday! I hooked it up with Dag since he turn 25 on the 14th so 2 huge families and 70 people to entertain, now THATs gonna be fun! Tbh, my first big party, it's gonna be a blast.
Still a while until that, first work, and lots of it. But looking forward to getting paaaaid!
Oh well, off for now!
Hugfs
7/01/2009
yeye
Its so freakin hot .. Nah, not hot .. Just no air, I can't stand it.
Lucky for me, I'm going to Oslo on friday MAHA!
Gonna write more later since .. its to hot to do anything but whine.
Lucky for me, I'm going to Oslo on friday MAHA!
Gonna write more later since .. its to hot to do anything but whine.
6/14/2009
They did nothing.
My saturday, the 6th, was really awful. I came home to my parents after eating a kickass dinner with my mother and my boyfriend and it doesnt take long before hell breaks lose.
I pass out, my pulse drops to nonexisting, my breathing stops and I come back to life after a few seconds. But I pass out one more time, in the mean time Dag calls the ambulanse and they rush thru the town to help me.
When they come I had woken yet again but started to hyperventilate, cry and panic. They take my bloodsugar to see so its not diabetesrelated. Since all Dag can say is "She's a diabetic!!!", it was really cute, but unrelivant at that time.
The ambulanse people establish that; "Oh fuck, let's take her in."
Well no shit.
The ride thru town is a huge blurr, but well at the ER they push the maxdose on morfine in me, and other stuff that could tranquilize a elephant.
But I don't stop.
And I lay there for up towards 6hours, pumped, hyperventilating and the ER establish that; "Ohhh shit, we don't know what this is, so we send you away from us so you stop being out problem! Yey for us!"
They send me to the psykwards where the doc doesnt get why I'm there because I'm clear in my head and it's really unnecessary for me to be in his office.
After that I colapse and stop hyperventilate from shere exhaustion.
Not from the drogs, not from the doctors, from exhaustion.
They did nothing.
Yey for Swedish healthcare sometimes.
But there was one of the nurses there, who was a real rock, I can't remember what she looked like, what her name was, but yeeses did she help me just by beeing there and talking to me.
These past days have been really rough and I feel like shit.
I hope everything gets better soon.
Called the hospital bout my former broken wrist aswell, the surgery isnt gonna happen any time soon, tops 2months maybe.
Oh well.
So life goes on ..
I pass out, my pulse drops to nonexisting, my breathing stops and I come back to life after a few seconds. But I pass out one more time, in the mean time Dag calls the ambulanse and they rush thru the town to help me.
When they come I had woken yet again but started to hyperventilate, cry and panic. They take my bloodsugar to see so its not diabetesrelated. Since all Dag can say is "She's a diabetic!!!", it was really cute, but unrelivant at that time.
The ambulanse people establish that; "Oh fuck, let's take her in."
Well no shit.
The ride thru town is a huge blurr, but well at the ER they push the maxdose on morfine in me, and other stuff that could tranquilize a elephant.
But I don't stop.
And I lay there for up towards 6hours, pumped, hyperventilating and the ER establish that; "Ohhh shit, we don't know what this is, so we send you away from us so you stop being out problem! Yey for us!"
They send me to the psykwards where the doc doesnt get why I'm there because I'm clear in my head and it's really unnecessary for me to be in his office.
After that I colapse and stop hyperventilate from shere exhaustion.
Not from the drogs, not from the doctors, from exhaustion.
They did nothing.
Yey for Swedish healthcare sometimes.
But there was one of the nurses there, who was a real rock, I can't remember what she looked like, what her name was, but yeeses did she help me just by beeing there and talking to me.
These past days have been really rough and I feel like shit.
I hope everything gets better soon.
Called the hospital bout my former broken wrist aswell, the surgery isnt gonna happen any time soon, tops 2months maybe.
Oh well.
So life goes on ..
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