Dom says I should live in a rubber room, he also threatens to lock me in the basement if I'm bad and make the house dirty. This past week I hit my head on the corner of the metal microwave door. It was quite easy really, did a number on me. Large gash which required a trip to the local emergency clinic to verify if I needed stitches or not, had a concussion, etc. I was in luck, not deep enough to stitch and no concussion...however, the downside, after all the trouble to get my health insurance plan and I couldn't even use it. It doesn't start till March 1st. Out of pocket once again! And paid $109 to be told, no stitches or concussion. I'm now visiting my bff from growing up's house...and the youngest whapped me in the face w/ a book yesterday, my nose feels swollen and sore...hip's been hurting, knee always aches...feeling every year of 32.
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