Where do I even start?
Well first of all let me apologize ahead of time for any typos or craziness that may occur during this post.
I’m on the pain meds, people. Things are about to get weird.
Last week I started experiencing some pain and it turned out to be a UTI. Like a really bad one. So that was fun already and then the UTI went away and I still had tons of pain.
Enter kidney stone prognosis.
Lord. Have. Mercy.
This is right on up there in the pain level next to pushing out children.
I can vividly remember my mom having them some growing up and how much it scared me because I can remember her being in terrible pain. I also remember thinking it was going to kill her because my momma is a tough woman and the kidney stones took her down.
So yeah. I feel turrible.
So yesterday I got some hefty doses of the pain pills, and if you know me at all you know I don’t do medicine well.
Sure enough I’m a mixture of higher than a kite and drunker than a skunk.
So when the good stuff kicked in last night I kept dreaming that I was singing karaoke and was SO MAD because Andy wouldn’t join me on stage.
In reality, I was singing in my sleep and kept waking myself up and each time when I woke up I was singing, “YOUUUUU LIGHT UP MYYYY LIIIIIIFE”.
I’m pretty sure Andy didn’t appreciate this.
I also did some texting last night to my bff Erin. Please try and tell us what I was trying to say because neither one of us can figure it out today.
A golden star will be rewarded to those who can translate for us.