I meant to post this a while ago, but I kind of forgot about it in my drafts. It was a nice little surprise to find and I figured no one cares if I'm a month late posting this.
One of my favorite things about birthdays are all the birthday shout outs you get on social media. Embarrassing pictures pop up and your friends come up with creative things to say about you. I wish I would have saved them from the beginning, because it's fun to go back and read them. I guess I could go back in the archive's and dig them up, but I'm to lazy. So here are my favorite birthday shout outs from my 19th birthday.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Mononucleosis, also known as "mono", is the worst thing I have ever had to deal with. I couldn't eat for 6 days because my throat was so swollen. I attempted to eat mashed potatoes and I choked. My last meal before my diagnosis was a bean burrito from Taco Bell. I had to think about that as I laid on the couch pitying myself for days. My ears were killing me and I thought it was just a part of the mono. My mom finally brought me into the clinic and I got diagnoised with a double ear infection. I thought that was the cherry on top of this whole mess, but I was wrong. The doctor had me taking amoxicillin and the mono virus reacted with it. My body is currently covered with a lovely red spotty rash that itches like no other. My lips started to swell and my doctor insisted that I go to the ER immediately, because my throat could be the next thing to swell. Well, I survived my visit to the ER and the doctor made some joke about people spending thousands on collagen to make their lips look like mine. That did not make me feel better at all. I'm not allowed to drink alcohol or lift anything over 10lbs because I could rupture my spleen. When will this madness end? Apparently, it differs for everyone, but it typically lasts for a month. Yay! I'm half way done....maybe.
Monday, August 4, 2014
I got asked to house/dog sit for two weeks.
I invited Andy to come and play house with me.
I must admit I was a little nervous.
The majority of my friends haven't even spent an entire two weeks with me!
We are one week into it and I am having a blast!
Rocky, the dog, is a big needy baby!
He needs a fan on when he goes to bed, he needs to be walked at 8pm otherwise he whines all night, he hates being home alone for long periods of time, and does not like when Andy tries to cuddle with me.
It is like having a 100+ pound toddler around.
I truly loved playing house with this guy! It made me look forward to the future, but it also made me realize that I can wait a while for that future to come. It's nice having someone waiting for me at home, coordinating schedules with each other, etc., but you only get a small portion of your life to be independent! I like having the opportunity to not come home at night when I'm having fun with friends, I like that my work schedule is the only thing I have to work around, and I like knowing I can pick up and go anytime. You wont be seeing a Mrs. in front of my name anytime soon. Why rush into something that is suppose to last a life time any way?
I have one week left playing house and I am going to keep on enjoying it, because who knows when I'll be ready for it to happen for real!