what a crap day...i'm still an emotional wreck from yesterday plus started my day off with the dentist...
actually sadly enough, the dentist was the highlight of the day...I actually didn't mind it too much (except the flouride treatment makes me nauseas), it cost within the range I was expecting, and I have no cavities! One area that needs to be watched and gingivitis which I've known for years and go through phases were I'm good about flossing and then phases were I'm not good about it because even going to the bathroom or getting a glass of water is a chore so why the hell would I use the energy to floss if I can't barely get myself to do the other two things. Horrible I know.
I got home and have been pretty moopy today. I did send apologies off to my friends that I hurt yesterday. I haven't heard anything back. My head is filled with all kinds of negative thoughts and lies that I am better off dead and that I should really hurt myself because that's what I deserve.
I just found out a few minutes ago that my 15 year old nephew had to be taken via ambulance to the hospital for severe intoxication. Apparently him and some of his friends got caught drinking...and he'd had a lot of hard liquor. Anyway...that's all I know of the situation right now. I'm sure his start to spring break isn't going quite as planned...I know the kids were celebrating a week off...yes I know they're too young to be drinking but most are by that age anyway...at least a little. And his big brother and dad are both pretty big drinkers so I guess he wanted to be like them. I dunno. *shrugs*
Thinking of it reminds me though of when I worked in that ER and the kids that would come in intoxicated. Some of them were pretty severe...it was really scary. Especially when they didn't know who they were and neither did we. I'm thankful at least in this case he's identified and his mom is heading to the hospital to be there. I'm hoping in his case that some fluids and vomiting and a hangover will be all that's needed to get him on track...hoping that's the worst of the treatment/side effects he has.
Anyway...I'm gonna head to bed. I can't handle being with myself anymore and 8 hours of sleep just isn't cutting it. Actually I don't know how much sleep I'm getting, if it's more or less, but whatever the amount is it's not freaking long enough. I need a break from ME for like a week.
actually sadly enough, the dentist was the highlight of the day...I actually didn't mind it too much (except the flouride treatment makes me nauseas), it cost within the range I was expecting, and I have no cavities! One area that needs to be watched and gingivitis which I've known for years and go through phases were I'm good about flossing and then phases were I'm not good about it because even going to the bathroom or getting a glass of water is a chore so why the hell would I use the energy to floss if I can't barely get myself to do the other two things. Horrible I know.
I got home and have been pretty moopy today. I did send apologies off to my friends that I hurt yesterday. I haven't heard anything back. My head is filled with all kinds of negative thoughts and lies that I am better off dead and that I should really hurt myself because that's what I deserve.
I just found out a few minutes ago that my 15 year old nephew had to be taken via ambulance to the hospital for severe intoxication. Apparently him and some of his friends got caught drinking...and he'd had a lot of hard liquor. Anyway...that's all I know of the situation right now. I'm sure his start to spring break isn't going quite as planned...I know the kids were celebrating a week off...yes I know they're too young to be drinking but most are by that age anyway...at least a little. And his big brother and dad are both pretty big drinkers so I guess he wanted to be like them. I dunno. *shrugs*
Thinking of it reminds me though of when I worked in that ER and the kids that would come in intoxicated. Some of them were pretty severe...it was really scary. Especially when they didn't know who they were and neither did we. I'm thankful at least in this case he's identified and his mom is heading to the hospital to be there. I'm hoping in his case that some fluids and vomiting and a hangover will be all that's needed to get him on track...hoping that's the worst of the treatment/side effects he has.
Anyway...I'm gonna head to bed. I can't handle being with myself anymore and 8 hours of sleep just isn't cutting it. Actually I don't know how much sleep I'm getting, if it's more or less, but whatever the amount is it's not freaking long enough. I need a break from ME for like a week.
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