Spent the weekend in hospital with suspected meningitis, must say I've had more fun in my life than balling my eyes out, scared to death, waiting on a trolley for a cat scan with needles in each arm, then spent a lovely night or two there on a continuous drip was top notch, food was rank, nurses were lovely, bit too much dust and grot on the equipment £5 for a days TV and there were times when i was left with nobody talking to me for around an hour, but what more can you expect.
I have to say though the best bit about this whole experience was coming home, i wasn't feeling great as to be expected but i really though my boyfriend would stay at home with me on my first night back, watch a movie, chill out cuddle me as i slept,
i thought he'd be worried that i was in hospital, but the boy couldn't of been more chilled out whilst at the hospital he acted like nothing had happened and then whn i left he took me home and after spending half an hour with me he went home to get ready go out and get mashed, decided to have a huge go at me whilst he was out made me cry TWICE hung up on me, he got in a 6am and i saw him for and hour today and he massively resented that.
Smack in the face for me. Note to self: WHY DO YOU BOTHER!
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