A couple weeks ago we went to get my legs checked out.
If you didn't know, I walk on my toes all the time and am finally getting them fixed after seventeen years.
So we get in there, find out that my father's insurance has expired. Leaving me with no insurance to be covered by in case anything happens to me. GREAT.
Anyway, so we settle for getting the paperwork filled out at home and bringing back the paperwork.... well either this week or the week after.
So we're filling out info left and right, we come to a question that asks; 'how do you rate your pain?' my mom and I stare at the question for a minute before I answered between the 3 and the 4. Considering I cant feel the pain in my legs anymore... Its moderate.
But what I really wanted to put was;
3/3 Triforce Pieces
7/7 Medallions
10/10
1/1 Italies.
4/4 Flying Mint Bunnies
I dunno. But it really confused me you know? But, it ended up being a four. I think. I'm a happy camper knowing that my problem is going to be fixed soon..... But Ill need a lot of physical/mental therapy.
At least Ill either get to look weird while walking with crutches oorrr I get to be pushed around in a wheelchair. Wooooo! And I might be able to ride around in those motorized scooter things you see in Walmart and Smiths. Though my mom has said that she didn't like it when she had to use them.
Oh well.
Id better get to sleep... I have school tomorrow.
NEVER FALL BEHIND.
PLAYING CATCH UP IS A BITCH.
Later~
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AcakHello. This is the second installment of updates and rants. However this time, who knows what will happen. Have fun in the mind of a Seventeen year old girl.
