Because It's Better To Be Irrational With Me Than Rational With Someone Else ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Because That's A Reason Why I Love Him When do you know that you found that perfect guy with whom you should stay until you die? When he spends his birthday with you in the hospital, and then holds a trash can under your mouth, so you could throw up blood. On Monday, I chopped off around 8 inches of my hair. And it still past my shoulders. My hair is unbelievable. On Tuesday, I had a surgery on my tumor. Before I went under, the male nurse that was holding my head, was playing with my hair. It felt as if he was petting me... like a puppy. I told him to stop since it made me uncomfortable... I don't think that happened though, the me saying "stop" thing. I think that was when the sleepy drugs kicked in. Another soul saved from my evil wrath. On Tuesday was my boy's birthday and he spent it crouching over me, holding a trash can while I puked and spit blood. Sweetie did make me laugh... laugh so hard that my cheek stiches ripped, and that same Tuesday I had to go back to the hospital to get my cheek re-stitched. Gosh, how I love that man. 10:34 p.m. - December 21, 2006 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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