I'm feeling emotional, so apologies if my post seems... Erratic, or something. My dad decided we're going to the clinic instead of the hospital, and I had to do the phone call. It went okay, but I couldn't help but feel like some of the receptionist's responses were condescending. ("Why would you leave your [health issue] untreated if it's been going on for months?") I also got nervous and I think it showed because they asked me if I was crying... I wasn't, but I think I was on the verge because I was in pain.
My stepmom made an insensitive comment and I'm still mad about it. My parents asked my brother and I to go to the store (again). I wasn't necessarily happy about it because the pain was getting unbearable, but I didn't complain. I come back downstairs a few minutes later and start crying in my dad's arms because I couldn't ****ing handle the pain. Of course, my stepmom has to say, "I think you're crying because you don't wanna go to the store. You were fine 10 minutes ago." You also asked me why I was shaking 10 minutes ago... Ugh.
I'm still really bummed about getting a sweet balloon in the confetti event, but that's the least of my worries at this point. I want to continue working on one of my entries, but my motivation just dropped and I'm too tired/unwell to do anything anyways. I'm supposed to be eating dinner, but I just wanna sleep away my pain. My appointment isn't till next week, but I just wanna get this **** treated. I'm tired of this.