So I was thinking about my stay at the hospital and the other day I found out I was one of those patients that had to be put on watch with alarm and whatnot, hoohoo. I guess I tried to get out of my bed at one point so if at any time I was out of bed - loudass beep! HAH - go me.
And I guess I was one demanding one, whining for “real” underwear (not the paper kind). Who can blame a girl? Another time “And I want the thick hair bands!!” Haha, my nurse, “What does Miss Kendra want today?”
Some of my dreams I thankfully remember, fun. I remember that I tried calling the police on a Starbucks cup to save my best friend and her grandma. My mom said I was screaming in my sleep. ”They’re back there. I know they’re back there!”
Happy December 3rd. Two years.
