I know that it's been a while since I last updated you.
The thing is that I developed neuralgia at the beginning of August. If you've never had neuralgia before, I hope that you never have to go through it. Seriously, the pain you go through is some of the worst pain that you can go through.
At it's worst, I ended up calling my mum asking her to come down and take the pain away or I was going to kill myself. As much as I want to tell you that my threat to kill myself was an empty threat, that night, I don't think that it was. Even with strong medication and a water bottle, it took 5 hours to bring the pain under control.
About all that I can remember of that night was that it started at my mum's house at around tea time. My sister was in the room with me, she was singing "Tale As Old As Time" from Beauty and the Beast because we had been talking about the film shortly before the attack struck. I wanted to tell her to shut up because some of the notes were really going through me - but at the same time, others were helping to take my mind off the pain.
Not long after the attack started, mum decided to bring me back home before it got any worse and I came straight to bed to rest my head on my hot water bottle against my pillow. I got through several water bottles that night because they lost their effectiveness once they dropped below a certain temperature - which wasn't really that cold.
I recall ringing mum to help me with the pain and once I put the phone down, my husband and niece worked out just how bad I was. This resulted in them starting a yelling match - which I had to quickly put a stop to because the yelling was making my pain worse.
I told them that mum was coming and dispatched my husband back to the kitchen to resume cooking our tea, then I sent someone outside to wait for mum arriving - it should have been my niece, but I think my husband went out instead.
As soon as I heard mum's voice, the emotions that I'd held back broke and I ended up crying. I spent 3 hours crying on and off.
Mum gave me more medicine and some healing. At one point, my adopted brother mentioned taking me to hospital and I said that I wanted to go - which is unheard of for me because I hate hospitals. I don't like being told that I can't have a cigarette when I want one and I don't like having to sneak off like a teenager to "hide behind the bike shed" to smoke. I'm a 31 year old woman so I can decide if I want to smoke or not. I shouldn't have to hide it like some dirty little secret.
If the government had been through half of what I've been through and only came out of it smoking cigarettes, I think that they'd be more than proud of their achievement - not that smoking is anything to be proud of.
Anyway, let's get back on track. I was presented with my dinner and mum was pleading with me to eat my popcorn chicken and fries. I managed a few bites before the neuralgia had me in tears, clutching my head again. After a while, I ate a little more, though I ended up leaving most of the fries because they had gone cold.
As I was nearing the end of my meal, mum told me that she was going home now because it was 3am - and it struck me that I had lost 4 hours of my life in some pain induced black hole. To this day, I still can't recall anything about those missing hours beyond the pain that I was experiencing.
A week after that, I decided to treat myself to The Sims 4 as a little "pick me up" gift. Me being me, I couldn't stop at just buying The Sims 4 base pack once I knew that Get To Work was out as well - I had to have both. I went and bought them, came home and installed the base pack only to find out that my PC tower's video card is a heap of junk that won't even run it - so we shuffled through our spare towers... and one of them blew my monitor - so now I need a monitor and a decent video card. On the plus side, we eventually figured out that The Sims 4 will run on our laptop - thus ending my 1 year The Sims withdrawals.
On the 17th, it was my birthday... and I got presents! They were underwater themed ornaments (there were several) from my mum and a brightly coloured t-shirt from my niece. I wore the t-shirt and am now in the process of trying to figure out where to keep the ornaments. Many would look nice in my bathroom - but I'll need to find somewhere else for the lamp - I don't want to fry it or myself in the process.
The past few days I've whiled away playing The Sims 4. Yesterday, I was trying to test my chances of doing the 100 alien babies challenge before I pour my time into creating a Let's Play to document it.
So far, I've managed to have 3 hybrid daughters... and my mother hasn't been abducted once. I don't think that ET much cares for women in the game.
Today I found a cow plant, I grew it up to the point where it got the cake... then died because I wasn't able to feed it in time.
My response to this was to go fishing, find 4 more cow plant seeds. I planted one opposite my mailbox and kept the other 3 in my inventory until I kill my cow plant again.
