Flavurine

Soooo I'm in a LOT of pain....again.  They gave me a PCA pump that runs Flavurine (?).  This means that there is a constant steam of pain killers dripping into my body.  Then I have a button, just for an extra little boost when I need it. 

It pretty much rocks!!!

It also rocks because I see giraffes licking glaze off their faces when I close my eyes.



Giraffe made of glaze lol



I know....DRUGS!!!!



Keppra+Ativan+Sleep

Equals really weird dreams with c-list celebs and waking up in wonderland. 

My dream last night started with me moving out of my house...I think.  I was looking for a place to stay so I moved into this trick outed hospital room.  ActualLy identical to the one I'm sitting in now.  There was a big house/room warming party.  Can you see it.  20+ people in a hospital room that's suppose to reduce infection.

One of my more portly female friends was complaining about her relationship.  It was tragic.  The only reason I mention her figure is because in the dream, she was sitting on my bathtub (yes, in the middle of the room) and tilting it.  This is an accurate depiction of said bathtub:

Anyway....I guess, in the dream, I wasn't in a happy committed relationship like I am now.  Soooo my friends set me up with Shai Labeouf.  I have recently found out that he has a girlfriend in real life and I'm honestly heartbroken a bit.  We were such a great couple in my dream.  He was into Justin Guarini so we went to a Justin museum!  Here is his portrait:



Justin Guarini

Shia and I were so happy together strolling through the Guarini museum.  Then I woke up, and I haven't been the same yet.  

Keppra

Yesterday I got this drug called Keppra.  It is suppose to stop me from having seizures while on Busulfane.  I know I will take whatever this med does to me over the seizures but I was really out of it.

I was peacefully sitting on my bed when the med started kicking in.  I got really fuzzy and had a strong desire to close my eyes.  After a few minutes I bought into what my body was telling me to do.  So I started to close my eyes and turn on my left side.

The left side is where my beautiful Beetles Abbey Road poster is.  It must not be happy with this life because it decided to commit suicide by leaping from my wall on to the floor with a loud crash.  So naturally, I had to go and rescue it with or without my brain fully functioning.  I jumped out of bed and up onto a chair in the corner of the room.  I threw the Beetles over my head and pressed them onto the wall.  At this point however, I was slowly tipping to the left.

After I blinked a few times I realized my face was  directly above the computer monitor that tells me my blood pressure.  I bet it was high at this moment in time.  I quickly stumbled down from the chair and flung myself into bed again where I slept for a few minutes.

I must admit I like not having seizures but almost breaking my face isn't much better.