the rich man's hotel

at 1.30am i awoke to what got me freaking out that maybe i'd managed to develop dysentery... as soon as my system calmed down for a bit i rushed to the hospital: there's nothing like sleeping over in the safest, most expensive hotel available. i'm no stranger to the emergency ward, and i always feel bad about being there with such pitiful excuses.

this morning's turned out to be a potassium deficiency, so i'm going shopping now for anything on the list i found.

i especially loved finishing the drip, sitting up and beginning to refill it with blood; the nurse freaked when i told her not to worry if i pass out before she removed the needle - i was tired and sensitive and the nurse who'd put it in had taped a lot of hair.

but it didn't hurt :P

i think i'm going to cancel all my arrangements for the weekend, according to the documents i'm officially sick until sunday, so i should probably be using this time to rest.