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Day 43 - YUK!
Feb. 12th, 2009 07:33 amAm back from the hospital. Apparently the purpose of a sleep test is to see if you can sleep under the WORSE circumstances possible. Yeah, like I'm gonna have a good night's rest with eleventy thousand wires hooked up to every single part of my body and something jammed up my nose.
Result = Am tired. Have a headache. And am covered in sticky goop. Which sounds like a hell of a lot more fun than it was.
Also, the whole can I do this and that and the other thing amuses me greatly. Note to hospital, there is NO WAY to preserve a patient's dignity when you're fondling their boobs. Just get on with it.
>_<
Result = Am tired. Have a headache. And am covered in sticky goop. Which sounds like a hell of a lot more fun than it was.
Also, the whole can I do this and that and the other thing amuses me greatly. Note to hospital, there is NO WAY to preserve a patient's dignity when you're fondling their boobs. Just get on with it.
>_<
