רּ (rĕsh)

so im torn in between what’s hurting me more… my phucked up right foot which i cant walk on or the fact that they could only administer me with antibiotics intravenously and it’s aggravating my veins.

i’m trying to take deep breaths to pace my heart rate. My veins feel like they’re on fire and I’m this close to ripping the freakin’ drip out along with the lukewarm flanelette that they promised would soothe the fiery rage.

Every 6 hours they said. I’m now on my 3rd cycle of drugs and the pain never gets any better. And seeing I’m here til tomorrow, one in my predicament can only pray that I’m heavily sedated when the torment begins.

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if it makes you feel any better, at least this sadistic tough love takes place in a hospital building that has a beautiful lake front view of akl city.

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