I'm back, sort of.

Hey all.

I'm back home. I could have stayed another night, and the way I felt just five minutes ago, I think I probably *should* have stayed there cause my gas nearly got the better of me. (It actually killed to breathe!!). I got up and put heat packs on. I still feel like utter shit but I'm feeling significantly better than I was. Not enough pain relief, not enough by half. I just want my fuckin' codeine!!

I've discovered a new radio station. It doesn't really play new stuff. It's old stuff, but it's the COOLEST old stuff that ever was. It's a sponsored station, not a paid one, the radio show readers are really laid back and lovely, and they play the COOLEST SONGS ALL THE FUCKING TIME!! All the favourite stuff from my playlists and even more stuff that I'd LIKE to have on my playlist. 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s, 60s, 70s, and even 80s. Lots of Elvis and shit. It's just great. Lots of older obscure stuff that they never play when they play the old stuff. For a retro queen like me? I'm in fuckin' heaven. I listened to it the whole time I was at hospital. And when there's bad stuff? It makes you laugh SO HARD!!

Anyways. I've been watching MST3K on my lappie (all thanks to you, my darling Michael, you've helped me more than you could know) and I watched Hercules VS the Moon Men or something like that.

DEEEEEP HUUUUUURTIIIIIIING! Yep, I really relate to that right now.

Mainly, I wanted to:

Thank each and every one of you that left me a message for me in the last two posts. God bless you all, I love you, all of you. I'm just so lucky to have such wonderful people in my life. I'd answer you all bit by bit but I can't sit up for too long without my shoulders hurting. Just know that I read every single one of them and they all made me smile. It's so good to know I'm loved.

LOVE YOU ALL!!!!

Now I simply must lie down. I did far too much today, I walked about the ward and I went into a pharmacy to buy an extra heat pack. Now I feel like vomiting!! I'm going to watch more MST3K.

(Thank God You're Here was fucking hilarious tonight!!!)

Pissed off.

Dad just kicked me off the couch. All I want to do is sit on it and watch vids on my laptop. But no. He wants the couch, even though there are other places to sit.

*head-desks*

ETA: He let me on about ten minutes after I sulked and sobbed. See, he's not a complete bastard. Just set in his ways. You should have seen him sprawled on the two-seater with his legs hanging off. I felt like such a cow! LOL!. Seriously, he can have his couch back real soon. I can't wait till I can sleep in my own bed again!!