A day

Today was a total disaster. Like, full-on, "why do I even try?" kind of day. So, I still felt like absolute garbage, and my mom—bless her—carted me off to my doctor’s appointment, which, fun fact, had been on the books for a month. The specialist, after reviewing my MRI and all the steroid sprays I’ve been drowning in, hits me with, “Well, the middle of your nose is smaller, but it’s clear.” Great. Love that for me. But then she casually mentions that the easy in-house surgery they were going to do? Yeah, they can’t, because my nose might collapse. COLLAPSE. Like a Jenga tower of poor life choices. Apparently, when my teeth got yanked, everything in my face decided to just... shift. Which, I mean, obviously. Thanks, gravity. So now, the alternative is basically a full-on Grey’s Anatomy-level nose job where they take cartilage from my ears. MY EARS. What am I, a Build-A-Bear? She went on and on about it, and honestly, it was horrifying. Not even recommended. Plus, I can’t smoke at all if I did it, so, you know, there’s that.

Anyway, after that nightmare, I went home, realized I had spent an entire week being a human lump in bed, and panicked. So I dragged myself to SeaWorld to pick up my last check. And let me tell you, the whole situation? So annoying. Like, being ghosted by a job should be illegal. Now I’m just home, thinking way too much, sick of everything, and wondering if this is just my life now. Which—ugh.

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