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like meh new colorizing scheming? tis nice, ain't it^^ et you better say it is, acuz it was a lot of work clickehing et savehing and staring et then switching et BLEH!!!
hum...
what do i talk about now?
oohz! i have rickets again! ain't that awesome!?! (no it ain't!)
i ran off to the nurse's office during school today (very nearly yesterday in...
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THREE minutes^^ (stupid clock)) to see if they got any pain killers hidden away somewhere. i'm starting to think that this school doesn't actually have any certified nurses... instead they just take whatever weirdo off the street, give them a badge that nearly looks like them, et say "just write down whatever the kid says."
so, in there's this man-nurse talking with some sophomore i used to sit with during lunch (best to keep away from her. there's quite a bit of evil lurking inside (i'm SERIOUS!)) so i wait for a few minutes. since my rickets are in my right hip and knee for today, i eventually sneak over to the couch-thing (that's three feet too short for a high schooler) and wait while sitting there. after maybe seven minutes, eventually evil sophomore leaves.
"so what are you in here for?" he asked.
i pretty much reheased this conversation in my head fifteen times already (i tend to do a lot of rehearsing... even for the most stupidest of crap, like asking my parents for homework help.), so i go ahead and blurt out the main thing "i think i might have rickets."
nurse dude tries to hold in his surprise, et goes et writes in his clipboard. most likely he's never heard of rickets before in his life. "what makes you think you have that?" he asks.
"i've had rickets before, last year and this pain's pretty similar."
this takes him by surprise (i love throwing people off^^ even if it wasn't intentional^^), so he tries and acts like he knows what he's doing, so he keeps asking me all these doctor-like questions, all the while, most likely scribbling little doodles in his clipboard rather than actually writing down what i say. "around what time did you have rickets last year?" "did you go to the hospital last year or did you just see a family physician?" "so did the doctor give you any type of medication last year?"
i go and answer all his questions, thinking that he may have something for me, when in the end, he goes and tells me, "well, you know i can't perscribe anything, but you can rest in here a bit or ask your parents for what to do..."
so i call mum, she says that i should have tylonal and drink a fruit drink. after the call, i tell him that mum suggested tylenol (how the crap do you spell that!?!). so what does he then say? "well, since most student carry tylanol, we don't have any here..."
WHAT THE CRAP!?! THE SCHOOL DOESN'T EVEN HAVE YOUR BASIC CABINET MEDS!?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PLACE!?!
anyhoo, during this whole time, he's saying only five different things, three times each, in five different word phrasings. i keep trying to ask him things, but he never shuts up!!! also, during the one time that he's quiet, he very plainly walks over to this large poster on the wall labelled "communicable diseases"
the man-nurse doesn't know what rickets is... anybody with two shreds of intellegence knows that rickets is a disorder from the lack of vitamin d -- purely the disease-holder's own fault. it's anything BUT contagious...
needs to go now^^
heehee^^
past meh bedtime^^
 ame teh numph · Thu Oct 07, 2010 @ 05:15am · 0 Comments |
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