PINK

Currently sitting in my hospital bed with my face like a slapped arse feeling sick as a pig. Yes I am in remission. That does not mean that the fun is over. I still have to finish my treatment.

Over that past few days I have been asked countless times "so are you going home now?" "wanna do something when you get out of hospital?" I suppose you would expect now that I'm in remission that that would be it, I would assume that too. Its basically like antibiotics, you have to finish the course. If I were to stop with the first chemo, the Leukaemia would definitely come back. I am now on my second batch of chemotherapy and I feel like...poo. Wouldn't want to upset anyone with bad language there. Now my drip machines beeping giving us a sore head. I am acting as a radiator for my mum as if you come a square meter near me you can feel the heat radiating off my body (I have a temperature and have done for the past few days). My temperature gave me the shakes which hurt my back and my neck. It also makes me throw up everything I eat and drink. I'm exhausted.

Wow! Just read that back and it seems like I have some serious attitude issues.

It is now a day later. I seriously have nothing to write about. I went on a walk today and briefly met one of my neighbours, you don't really get to see anyone here. I've heard so much about Chris over the past few month or so though other nurses and porters how he is a nice guy etc. So I had a though, I'm such Chris would enjoy some of my banter...ha. ha...ha. So I slipped my number to the porter who said he would give it to him... HE NEVER TEXT ME. So awkward, what is my life? Anyway, when I was walking down the hall and he came out his room I not prepared to what could have been a rather awkward encounter. I was standing right outside his door like a stalker! He probably thought I was peaking through the windows. But him and his family were so lovely so I have officially added them to my Christmas cards list.

As you know I am a badass hair switcheruper. So I thought I would buy a pink wig because I can... actually because it was really cheap. I was expecting a big shiny party wig like this. But it is actually pretty cool and I look like a bit of a wannabe white Minaj. 

One thing else that I would like to rant about is who actually enjoys and listens to "Little Things" by One Direction. Sure, I like One Direction, their songs are catchy and I like to drive to them. BUT. This Little Things song should be band purely because of the intense feeling of boredom that washes over my brain when I hear it. Then if you listen to the lyrics things get a bit offensive.

"I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile"
this line says to me that the boys are dating pensioners.

"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea"
Again, pensioners.

"you still have to squeeze into your jeans"
you big fat fatty loose some weight!! lay off the pies!!

But then the song finished with "ohh and I'm in love with you" Leaving their fans satisfied and completely oblivious the crap they are listening to. Its like a piss take song that you would make up on the spot. AGAIN. I'm in a good mood now but I actually can't contain myself I have to rant. Sorry for this blog, its  been written by negative nancy.

Ps if you can find anything that would keep me occupied please do lead me the way, I'll do your homework, I will do your artwork, seriously though I am open to doing art homework, if you've got maths home worked you'd be better asking my dog, she'd get more answers right than me. My sweet sweet cousins sent me over a parcel from Sweden yesterday and it is filled with really cool stuff that is going to keep me occupied for ages. Firstly the chocolate which I am currently inhaling, its the best chocolate I've ever put in my mouth. Salty Liquorice which may activate my gag reflex, a Swedish scratch card, a really good design your own phone case, and IQ test (oi what you trying to say!)  So THANK YOU (or tack så mycket) LOTTA, NICKI, ABBIE AND ELLA! ♥