h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Well that's what the nurse said. She thought I might apreciate some general knowledge. Bleh.

Don't read any further if you get ed off by insane ranting with no actual point.

Coz I'm fed up. And frustrated. And I want to get out of here and the docter has changed my meds AGAIN because I was allergic to the one lot and the next lot made my blood too thin and that caused enough problems on it's own which messed me up more and now they've put me on this other one that makes me feel so ing depressed that all I want to do right now is scream but I can't because they've put this old granny in my room now because she complains too much about people snoring and apparently I don't and I wonder if she knows that she is snoring right now anyway and it's a ing scary snoring and earlier she decided that I might just want to hear all the gory details about her hip operation and didn't she even see me gagging on the side and I'm sick of throwing up anyway so I don't know why the damn nurse keeps giving me this disgusting vomit-inducing stuff to drink coz I'm so ing sore from retching *throws pillow at the wall* and I want company but the hospital is so dull I mean everything is so monochromatic, white walls, white sheets, white pillows, white coats *screams* I never ever want to see white ANYTHING again! *curls up clutching the blanket* I feel like I'm losing it and I wish I was feeling normal but the docter said it's the medication and that it is normal to have that reaction to it and my body will get used to it after a while but I don't want to feel like a depressed idiot and I don't care how quickly it'll take for me to get used to it, I want it to stop NOW!!! !!!! I can't do this and I'm so ing lonely I even went stumbling through to c-ward to find psycho-blondie for company but she just laughed at me and sent me back to bed with hot chocolate and told me that I'll be fine but she doesn't know how I'm feeling inside, nobody seems to understand how I'm feeling inside and I want to get out of here, I want to get out of these ing bandages and I want to be normal again like I used to be!!!!!!!!!!
*cries and hugs the other pillow*
*throws that at the wall too*
And now I sound like a little kid whining and complaining about everything.
Oh it.
Maybe I'm just going to take up losing 150 calories an
hour.
*colapses back onto the bed*

Alright! *cracks fingers*

First, get a grip! You may not want to hear it, but you need to!

Yeah, hospitals suck. Yeah, they can be nothing but white and crazy inducing. Yeah, nurses never want to talk to you. But you'll be out eventually. Remember that.

Yeah, medicine sucks. Yeah, throwing up inducing medicine sucks. So drink lots of water afterwards or something to get rid of the taste of it.

So, you're frustrated. But winding yourself up like those wont help. Calm. Think calm thoughts. When you get all crazy feeling, take a deep breath and get some perspective. Plan what you're going to do when you get out.

( Like putting stuff where it cant get knocked over by the cat )

Traveller in Time writing dull grey buttons
"Have some colours "

Yeah it sucks doesn't it? It's just crap because you can't do anything and everyone treats you like they know best and like you're some sort of mental invalid. But still, you know that it's just the medication messing with you, you know you're on the way to recovery and you know we don't mind you ranting if you feel you have to. Just get it out of your system and move on, plan the future, write something, play internet games, get a note pad and doodle your thoughts and then burn them and cause a fire scare. That would keep you distracted at least.

Hah - I've caused too many fire scares already.
And kitty-darling mustn't jump where he isn't allowed.
This woman's woken up to and is telling me how she had her cataract (sp?) removed once.

At least you've got some of it out of your ing system. You away, it's what friends are for

...ok...sorry about ranting like that...I feel really stupid now...

Don't feel stupid. It's probably done you more good than you lying there hitting your pillows. After all what harm have the pillows done you?

Journals are about ranting and friends are the one's who'll listen to your rantings, don't apologise and don't feel stupid for doing it

Yeah!

ok now i feel stupid because i use that smily too much and i meant to put


now there is 2 of who can feel stupid together

BR... Shouldn't be long now. Don't risk injuring yourself anymore, you'll go crazy if they keep you there longer than is necessary.

*bursts into song*
I want to break free!


*s and dives for cover before people start throwing things at him*

Good bit of Queen to cheer you up!

Well, at least you're singing

I can understand how frustrating it is but let's be honest - you're alive and recovering - you have access to lots of people here who care about you and the fact that you are frustrated means that you really are gettng better

It's better that just lying there and not caring about anything.

The old lady next to you is probably lonely and frustrated too - have you tried talking to her? Ask her about herself (not her health - ask about her family, her past life etc) She may have led a really interesting life and is probably just trying to be friendly. Concentrating on making someone else feel better will take your mind off your own problems.

I know that it's easy to say and hard to do but please stay positive and try to laugh a lot - it really is therapeutic
Read this thread and share with others in the hospital F16034?thread=76493&skip=0&show=20

And above all know that we are here for you

Ah - regarding said old lady - I did try to talk to her and so far she just keeps telling me about all her operations and where they had to graft this bit of skin from and why they had to insert that tube there...

I even got roped into sorting out a star-wars game with two kids in the corridor who decided they both couldn't be Luke but neither wanted to be Vader. Crutches make good lightsabers so they told me.

I can see that with the crutches, stick with the kids they sound more fun that the old woma

Yeah, but why can't I be Luke?!