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conceptsformyowner · 2 years

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PTJ3: Success, denial, and grogginess.

2022-06-02 Public Toy Journal 3

This week was somewhat uneventful. That’s not fair, I mean, the every-day new normality we live is amazing, just not very story-worthy as it’s simply a routine, or a state of being. However some things did happen, and here they are.

On Monday, after their last day at work, as had happenned last week, I was to chain myself out of reach of the keys and wait for their return and mercy. My collar to my anklecuffs and my wrists in the middle.

I did and when they returned, they locked mittens on me —or, as they like to call them ‘my real hands’— and ordered me to orgasm. Through willpower and exhaustion, this time I succedeed! They seemed amused, as they always are when they see me in a desperate situation; proud, of how good their toy is **that they won’t need to punish it; and a bit sad, of how good your toy is that you won’t need to punish it.

That night, they allowed me to sleep on a bed with them, however they chained my feet really close to the bottom and my wrists and neck to the top, my elbows unable to extend. It was a tight and painful night. My Owner slept very peacefully.

On Tuesday, they started allowing me to orgasm when they fuck me. But only after they had cum. They kept thrusting for a bit and, if that was enough for me to orgasm, I was allowed to do so, if it wasnt, well, too bad.

On Thursday night, I was feeling unbelievably sleepy. If we had any money I’d suspect they’d put something in my drink or food, that’s how groggy I was, trying to stay awake since I was on their bed. I’m not allowed to fall asleep on human beds. Same as when I’m drunk or high, they seemed to find helplessness and disorientation very hot, and so they bound my hands above my head to the headboard and fucked me before storing me in the little nook and going to sleep.

Last night I also spent down there, and so I will, I suspect, most nights. I love it. We both wish we had a small cage, but I love sleeping in such a small restraining cozy place, next to you but below you. Chained up, without a mattress, on the floor.

Tomorrow we have our monthly renegotiation, we'll review how we feel, what we want, and how to move forwards. Stay tuned for that!

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bishiglomper · 1 year

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AHHHH

The pedialyte worked!!

Reno got up, walked himself to the kitchen. Yelled at me.

I'm like ??! Do you want to try food?

He took like 3 licks at his urgent care food. Then drank some water. It wasnt a lot but it's definitely a huge improvement! And then he tried to go upstairs. He's very wobbly and weak so I carried him up. He peed in the litterbox. And then went under my bed.

I shoved the clothes and pad he was using as bedding (on a bin he was using earlier as a bed) down under there. He didn't touch it but he assumed loaf mode. He doesn't look half as spacey as he did. 😭 I'm so relieved.

Gonna try to watch him tomorrow. Maybe he'll let me keep giving him more Pedialyte and nibbles of his food. He just gotta make it to monday....

It's aunties birthday this sunday. I am NOT leaving him. I'm gonna take him with us.

I gotta figure out how that's gonna go though. I want him comfortable.

They have 2 cats, but Reno's been there before, when we were displaced by the tornado.. The cats hardly looked at eachother.

I wish the dum dum used one of the many pet beds we have 😐 I wanna just plop him down to rest somewhere I can see him. If I had a large dog kennel, I'd just keep him in there. But alas. I do not.

I don't want him wandering around.... For accident and potential stress reasons. 🤔 Dont wanna lock him up either.. For accident reasons.

Baahhh, we gotta see what tommorrow looks like first..

Don't jump the gun, Bishi, you KNOW a spell of rallying can be misleading.. 😣💧 🙏

#juat rambling

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berryunho · 2 years

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Ugh that’s how I felt about neuro. I wanted to take it so badly first year but it didn’t work with my schedule and now it’s offered online and it’s asynchronous which is a win-win!!! Manifesting the same for you <3

I hope it’s gonna work out. I’ve got a lab tmr morning (which i haven’t started the pre lab for yet…. but we don’t talk abt it) so hopefully the coordinator will be there and I can ask in person since it’s more authentic ???

LOL OMG that’s exactly how I feel and as soon as classes as over I’m going home like I don’t want to be there any longer. Although I hung out with someone who lives on res over the weekend and I got to appreciate campus at night which was so nice compared to the normal hustle and bustle during the day. Also it’s been getting cooler here too and while I appreciate it…. it just means that winter is coming and no pls

You’re such a saviour ugh all hail lauren 😭 i started on spectroscopy today and I was able to grasp it so far but we’ll see how long this lasts for LMAOO

RIGHT I feel so bad if I pull that excuse and it’ll prob come back and bite me in ass but yes there aren’t really any other excuses possible

I hope you had a good Monday!

-mightychondria

i find myself wishing i wasnt in such a credit heavy major like literally everyday ... my english major friends have THIRTY CREDITS for their degree and they can spend the other 90 however they want. i have SEVENTY-FOUR major credits and only 46 for fun. AKLDFJLASKJDFKLJ they could basically triple major if they wanted to meanwhile i could hardly fit a minor in if i wanted 😭😭 (... im trying for a korean language minor which... if i study abroad next semester... ill easily fulfill but if not. a minor definitely will not be happening)

shhhhh pre-lab on the day of is fine hehe but !! i hope everything went well!!!???

i swear after classes are done i dont want to do anything 😭 today it was 90/32 again and went i got home from chem lab i immediately took a shower bc i got SO nasty walking between my classes and home and uhghglksdkj its so gross BUT today was supposed to be the last hot day... the high tomorrow is 69/20 ... ill cry tears of joy if i wake up tomorrow and its actually that nice out i swear KFJSLKDJLKSAD omg but yes fr campus at night ... much calmer and so much more relaxing lol there's a silent library near-ish my dorm on like the fifth floor of some building and all the walls are glass and i loooooveeeee studying there at night

but ... ew ... spectroscopy ... not my fave 😭 are you doing H NMR or IR or MS or ... all 3 ... sick if its all 3 at once but that's how i learned so ... KFJ:LDKFJSLKDJ again the offer stands though bc i mostly understand them lol

hehe i had quite a good monday and tuesday and i hope you did as well !! almost half way done w the week !! :]]

#mightychondria anon #answered

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uncertain3teeth · 2 years

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im listening to girl that got away and is it wrong by lana del rey on repeat while looking at whisper memes while drinking a caprisun i feel like im on top of the world for some reason n i feel lik im hot shit n the sad part is that i know that this feeling is gonna go away in a while maybe tomorrow who knows though i feel lik i want to go to a party n get drunk also rn as im jus now typing this i feel paranoid n im starting to hallucinate so idk whats happening rn but i literally called it that this feeling is gonna go away lik i haven't felt lik that in a while lik i felt euphoric in a way dont know why all of a sudden but im gonna jus reblog whisper shit n jus stay up lik ive been doing for two days bc since last month my psychiatrist wont give me vyvanse bc she wants me to sleep more which i shouldn't have overshared n said that i pulled all nighters for 2 weeks straight n then right after i stopped taking it i started having BADDDD fukkin nightmares n since i wasnt taking my vyvanse i am not motivated or rlly focused on anything so id jus sleep n sleep n sleep but i had nightmares every night n shit but recently ive been feeling more depressed than usually n have been sleeping until its afternoon n would sleep in the dark n shit for what idk also i got my period recently i am oviously gonna feel more more tired n shit n since my mom scheduled an appointment with my psychiatrist for adhd meds this week for monday i missed it bc i was sleeping n then the NEXT day i had my therapy appointment and i missed half of it n had 30 minutes left so thats a thing n i wish i didnt miss my appointment with my psychiatrist bc i want my meds also last time when she said she would not give me my meds i cussed at her telling her i need my meds and my mom just watched me which i think was fukkin pretty funny that she was watching n jus sipping her drink lmaokoa dat was hilarious but next time i talk to my psychiatrist is jus gonna be awkward as shit

welp thats my ted talk for now

also again for the second time girl that got away and is it wrong by lana del rey is a banger n ive been listening to those two songs on repeat for a literal hour

#lana del rey

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pepprs · 4 years

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hey pepprs u doin ok?

hi thank u so much for checking in! that rly means a lot. honestly idk if im doing ok or not. i keep running away from my feelings and i need to grieve the semester i lost but idk how to begin doing that and it’s hard

#i just got off.... a rly good phone call for work!!!! bc im goijg back to work!!!!! and i have another one tomorrow!!!& and i start agaib on #monday!!!! and im SO excited bc i love my job and the ppl i work w with my wjole heart!!!! but also like. fuck dude. the world is melting #down around us. i wasnt supposed to be here. i could be carrying the virus without knowing it. i might never see some ppl again. my brain p #physically wont let me try to think vback on what happened a week ago today and its so frustrating. im just looking for distractions but i #need to feel and my house is not a good place for anything bc i dont have privacy. and its hard and im scared and i feel like crying #its all so big and i cant? see it. its too big for me to see or conceptualize. and its not about me i know but this is hard. and it feels #like nothings changed and everythibfs changed all at the same time. like everything was just paused waiting for me to get back to it and.#idk. idk what i wanted. and now EVERYTHING is paused and im back with rverythibg. but like i was carving out a life there u know? and its #gone: and i cant ever get it back. and it feels like a dream. like i dreamed it. and i didnt tell them that somehow rvrn though i could have #and its heavy. also omg my dad might have corona. just now my sister told me. oh my god #purrs #asks #anyways thank u for asking this uhhh i wish i had something better to say but i dont. im sad and this is hard

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sallyf4ce · 3 years

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wolves

chapter II

-> sally face x f!reader

-> enemies? to lovers

-> previous | next

cw: drugs, cigarettes, abuse, panic attack

*does not follow original plot of sally face*

summary: larry knocks (y/n) off her feet, literally. later, him and sal come to apologize, bearing a gift of homemade lasagna. sal and (y/n) bond over their similar bodies. his eyes look familiar.

The sound of your skateboard and the wind brushing past your ears practically deafened you, which allowed you to think in peace. Maybe you’d survive in Nockfell.

Maybe it wasnt as bad as you made it. You’d grow close to the old apartment, push through school, leave your mother as quickly as possible, and start fresh somewhere across the world. The only thing that you wouldn’t get close to is the forest surrounding Addison. It loomed over you, day and night, dewy pines poking out at you like a warning sign. Maybe mom moved here just so she could torture you with the forest. Remind you of what happened.

Loud footsteps joined the wheels of your skateboard. You looked back, and on your trail were those two kids from the apartment. The tall one’s face was almost right in yours. You let out a small yelp as your skateboard hit a rock and sent you tumbling to the ground, completely destroying your knees in the process.

“Shit!” larry yelled out in surprise as he dodged the skateboard that went right between his legs.

You quickly reached out to your head, trying to calm the searing pain pulsing through it. What the fuck just happened?

“What the fuck?” you groan. The blue haired boy, sal, grabbed your skateboard and came up close to you. pulling down his sleeves, he quickly grabbed your knees and covered them, soaking up the gushing blood.

“Larry!” sal turned around to face him. You winced as the fabric of his sweater clung to your knees. Your hands grabbed his to pull them off but you froze. They were soft and cold, almost like snow. How would it feel to hold them longer? Would you warm them up? or would they freeze you?

What the fuck?

You snapped out of your trance and moved them off your knees. You scowl at larry and pick your skateboard back up.

“Nice job, asshat.”

His face flushes at the insult and he moves back. Sally stands up and offers you his hand, but you dont need his help (obviously a lie, your entire body was aching like a scale 8 earthquake). You shove yourself up and wipe your burning palms on your jeans. With your feet back on the skateboard (it took a few tries to get up because your knees kept buckling), you flip them off and begin skating back to addison. You just wanted a nice fucking stroll alone, why were these fucks literally everywhere you went?

It’s around 12:45 now. You came home, took a bath, bandaged up your knees and took some tylenol. Mom was already in her bedroom and there were some leftover beer bottles on the coffee table, so she probably wouldnt wake up anytime soon. you quickly trashed the bottles and decided for a quick nap on the couch, since your room was… occupied. your pyjamas, for now anyway, consisted of an oversized grey ac/dc shirt and some soft-ass spandex shorts.

“finally, a fucking break from this shit.” a content sigh escaped your lips as you threw yourself onto the cold couch.

a few knocks sounded at your door.

“(y/n)? it’s uh, it’s sal. and larry.”

“fuck.”

THEY’RE LITERALLY EVERYWHERE WHAT THE FUCKKKK AGGHHH WHY CANT THEY LEAVE YOU ALONE THEY ALREADY BUSTED YOUR KNEES LIKE WHAT

“coming.” you mumbled angrily even though they couldn’t hear you.

the blinding fluorescent lights of the hallway hit you as you opened the door. along with them came the smell of freshly baked lasagna. your eyes widened for a second, before looking up at sal. he stared at you, taking in your appearance. your hair was ruffled, eyes blinking sleepily as they adjusted to the light. your shirt had ridden up and showed a bit of your stomach. he blushed as you pulled it down and glared at him, a slight tinge of red on your own cheeks.

“larry.” he nudged his friend. the brunette walked up in front of sal, holding a pan of lasagna.

“listen man, i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to fuck up your knees n shit. jus’ got excited cause of your sanity falls shirt. can we, uh, can we come in?”

Slam.

larry quickly jumped back in surprise.

“i guess that means no.”

you yelled out a quick ‘wait!’ as you cleaned up your apartment and hid your mom’s weed and other things. god, for a grown woman, she didn’t know how to clean for shit.

opening the door back up, you waved them inside.

“god, you smoke a lot.” larry coughed a bit at the smell of your apartment, which earned him a shove.

“sorry! god, sal, so mean.” he mumbled.

“s’ my mom. i only smoke outside. uh, take a seat on the couch, i’ll warm up the lasagna.” you pulled it out of larry’s hands as they both took a seat on your makeshift bed.

sal shifted. “you sleep here?” he asked, confused. maybe your room was being used as storage.

“for now. there’s some weird ghost shit going on in my room. some fucking preppy ghost woman keeps squealing when i come in.”

ghosts? you believed in ghosts? maybe they’d be able to take you on their expeditions! sal perked up at the thought of you becoming friends.

“you believe in ghosts?”

“well, i saw one, so what else could it fucking be?” you chuckled as you shoveled the now warmed up lasagna onto three plates. sal noticed and his eyes widened.

“oh, no, i- i don’t want any-” he waves his hands.

“you’re having it, i don’t care.”

larry laughs as you shove it into their hands.

“feisty, aren’t ya?” he stabs some and shoves it into his mouth. you sigh and lean back into the couch.

“you guys go to the school here, right?”

larry nods. “yeah, there’s only one school in nockfell.”

“eww, larry face, don’t chew with food in your mouth.” sally laughs. in the corner of his eyes, he thinks he can see you smile.

“yeah, we go to nockfell high. i’m assuming you’re going there too.”

“mhm. starting monday. hurry up and eat, i’m not warming it up again.” you grumble. sal doesn’t move. “god, okay, i’ll look away. i have to go clean this thing anyway.” you wave your prosthetic’s fingers.

“oh, yeah, you also have a prosthetic!” his face shifts into a child-like curiosity. it’s a face that you’ve seen before, and it makes you giggle a bit every time. you place your hand on his lap. sal does a double take and his mask raises a bit.

“you wanna touch it, don’t you. go ahead.”

“damn, sal, you get all the ladies. leave some for me.” larry chimes in, hand on his forehead in mock sadness. he chuckles.

“you gonna touch it or what?”

“uh, yeah.” sal slowly lowers his hands onto it. he traces your fingers, flexing them every once in a while. he flips your palm and looks at the graffiti ‘s’ you drew on it.

“when was this?” he looks back up at you.

“grade 10, two years ago. got bored in class and accidentally took out my sharpie instead of a dry-erase marker. god, my mom was mad.” you chuckle at the memory. she didnt let you back in the house for two days. you had to camp out in the shed, where you stored your extra food so she wouldn’t steal it.

sal hummed. “what about this one?” it was a big ‘SF’. was it for his name? of course not, she didn’t know you back then, moron. still, it warmed him up a bit.

“not for you, that’s for sure.”

“damnnn, savage!” larry put his plate down. “mind if i get more?”

“larry, we brought it for (y/n).” sal scolded.

“nah, i don’t mind. knock yourself out.” you nodded, continuing your conversation with sal.

larry trotted towards the kitchen.

larry’s point of view:

sal and (y/n) seemed to be getting along quite well. good for him, really. we might be able to coax (y/n) into our friend group. i didn’t like her at first, but i think she’s just a little stand-offish. anyway, back to the lasagna. man, i wish mom would make it more often. she only makes it for guests. where is it? oh, there. (y/n)’s going to nockfell high, right? probably should tell her about travis.

your point of view:

sal was still tracing your arm, running his pale fingers over where the prosthetic connected to your skin. the doctors could have chopped your arm off completely, up to your elbow, but you wanted to salvage as much as you could, so it stops mid-forearm.

“do you take it off often?” sal hummed. it felt a little intimate, tracing your prosthetic. it was like soothing a part of your body that was already gone. what? what was he thinking?

“mmm, i take it off every night. if i leave it on, i could get rashes ‘n shit. rashes aren’t fun. ‘m assuming you take yours off every night too.” he nods.

“i don’t like taking it off during the day. phantom limb shit, you know? it hurts a lot.” you grumble.

“got the lasagna. since you’re going to nockfell, ‘should probably tell you about travis.” larry sits down. “he’s your typical stick-up-the-ass bully. doesn’t really like sally face ‘n our crew.”

“yeah. just ignore him and you should be fine.”

“we‘ll protect you.” larry swings an arm over your shoulder.

huh? you can protect yourself. does he think you can’t? is it because of your prosthetic?

“i can do it myself, you dimwit.” you push his arm off your shoulder.

“time for you to leave.”

“woah, dude, calm down-” larry’s eyes widen in panic. he didn’t mean to offend you.

“i’m sorry!”

“i’m not hurt, just need my sleep. it’s 1:30. go on now.”

sal sets down his cold, uneaten lasagna and larry takes a quick bite out of his.

“see ya!” he mumbled, words muffled by food. you click your teeth as he walks out of your apartment and towards the elevator.

“(y/n).”

you spin around to face sal. his hand lingers on your counter.

“your knees. how are they?”

you look at his eyes through his mask. they’re light blue. like the lake that you so dreaded. like the sky that morning. like your dad’s shirt. he blinks.

“uh, f-fine. they’re fine. they should heal in a few days. time for you to go.” you grab his shoulders and shove him through the door.

“see you tomorrow?” he stumbles.

“yeah.” the door shuts with a slam and you’re filled with an overwhelming sense of dread.

oh god, not this again. your vision blurs as you try to grasp onto your breath. you can hear the blood rushing in your ears. your heart thuds like it’s going to break through your rib cage. it feels like someone is strangling you, coaxing the last breath of air from your lungs. your nails scratch at your throat desperately, your salty tears only making the marks burn more. at least the cold metal of your prosthetic cools you down a bit.

shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up. you can’t wake anyone. you bite down on your lip to suppress the strangled cries leaving your mouth. god, not the lake, please. not the forest. not the huge, dirty, rabid wolf-looking creature behind your father. not his cries. please, just make it shut up. SHUT UP.

you wake up the next morning to your alarm ringing.

taglist: @purelydarling @ghostfacefricker6969 @deadpoetsandhoney

#sally face x reader #ashley campbell #larry johnson #sal fisher x reader #sally face

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winking · 6 years

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i feel like......... im not feeling good..... im not satisfied w my life

#if i were to die tomorrow that would suck bc i have done nothing with my life #i hav like no friends #mayb like 3 people would b like yo i knew her.. she was quiet #peklas i wanna cry just thinking abt it......#im getting emotional... i wish my parents called me rn fekj i dont wanna call tho bc i dont wanna talk to them but i kno talkin g to them #makes me feel better afterwards sigh #i learned in psych u only need at least 2 social conversations a week #saturday and sunday i talked to no one #monday was my friend wasnt there #tuesday... i talked to ana for 5 mins #today my friend didnt go to class!#just thursday...#im talking to mayra.. hopefully it makes me feel better #but im so lonely and sad i dont miss home but im so sick of being alone #at least i have my little brother at home and he loves me #i wish i had a bf #but im so ugly and no one will ever date me

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incorrect-hunterx-quotes · 4 years

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Update and story time:

I thought I would pass along an update to you guys. My sickness did not start off great. It started on Monday morning and very rapidly progressed by Tuesday afternoon. I was unable to eat or drink anything for 3 days because my throat was incredibly swollen. I couldnt even swallow my own spit so I would wake up every 5 minutes gagging, so I eventually stopped sleeping.

I went to Urgent Care and they gave me the diagnosis of incredibly Enlarged Tonsils and they gave me antibiotics and steroids to take to treat it. (This was on Tuesday night). The next morning I woke up and I couldn't talk. That is how swollen my throat became. I was no longer able to take my pills because they were too big. I was able to breathe, but it was hard. After a brief consult with a doctor he said to take the steroids immediately and go from there. (The steroids were the size of a literal crumb and it was still a struggle). He also said if it didn't help to go to the ER to get an IV bag because it had already been 2 days without food or water. I spent the rest of Wednesday literally hoping the steroids would kick in and help...they did not.

That night at around 2am I decided I wouldn't sleep because I was scared of gagging every 20 seconds. I spent the next 4hrs just curled in a ball against my desk on the floor spitting in a trashcan and listening to music to keep calm. (I'm am a 25yo male, over 6'3 and decently built, not scared of anything beyond Spiders and Heights, and I was a nervous wreck)

The next morning (Thursday) I heard my mother wake up and I went to her and begged her to take me to the ER. They took me immediately and quickly got me hydrated with an IV bag. Immediately I felt the effect and it was like I just woke up. I had energy, And I actually had color returning to me. I had lost 7/8 lbs at this point because I couldnt eat or drink.

They kept me in the ER the rest of the day and they gave me a 2nd IV bag and different steroids and antibiotics injected directly into my IV line. Within an hour I could speak. It wasnt that my throat was magically opened, but the one word I was able to say on Wednesday had magically became full sentences on Thursday, even if it was really low volume compared to my usual speaking voice.

They took the Big C-test (negative) and a CAT Scan later on, and that's where things got scary (-er). The CAT scan revealed that just beyond the enlarged tonsils was a 4-inch abscess, which would possibly mean surgery to deal with.

While surgery was unclear, I would need to be transferred to a different hospital 20 minutes away where they were better equipped to deal with my situation. I finally arrived at like 3am (Froday morning) and get all checked in. I get the routine blood draw and vitals stuff and then get told to relax while the specialist finished with his other patients. About 4:30am this guy comes in and was like "we're gonna take care of this right now." And I'm like "....what?"

So he was explaining that he could drain part of the abscess and then let antibiotics and steroids do the rest of it. It sounded like a good plan. I was already in better hands and I was on my way back to normal strength. So we agreed.... and that's when I quickly learned to hate this guy.

I warned him I have an incredibly strong gag reflex, and he said it wouldn't be an issue. He'd put lidocaine (a numbing agent) on my throat and tongue and itd be fine (it wasnt).

So now here I am at almost 5am, after being awake for almost 25 hours at this point, lying on my back with a bright light on my face, 2 nurses and the doctor on all sides and not enough nerves in the world to stop from shaking like a chihuahua on a massage chair in an earthquake. And not just little nervous shaking. They were powerful shakes.

It took one touch and my gag reflex was active. I was gagging the entire time. I threw up. I was screaming and crying. I accidentally bit the main doctor guy because he tried to keep my teeth open for the needle (I refused to apologize). I had such powerful shakes that my mother needed to hold my legs. She hasn't seen me this scared in 20 years when I used to have nightmares every night. And that was only after ONE OF THE TWO drains that needed to be done. I wanted to cry more and vomit and die. I couldnt do that again. But he insisted. I asked if there was a different way. There was no way I could be conscious for this again. I already knew I'd have nightmares from that (and I did last night). But he said there wasnt. So the 2 nurses and my mother braced me as I lay on the bench crying, shaking and gagging, with blood spit and pus coming out of my mouth, while this doctor finished the other draining. It was agonizing. I haven't been this scared in over 15 years. I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemies. It is like I was in one of those horror movies where a doctor just tortures patients. I wanted to cry and cry.

They soon told me I would be admitted to stay the night and that they would keep me on steroids and antibiotics overnight while they waited for things to improve. I felt asleep after being awake for 28 hours that night. The only thing on my mind was when I would have to drain the rest of the abscess.

When the doctor came in the morning to discuss what was up with the rest of the treatment he basically said "why didnt he put you on morphine or something?" ...I was speechless. So when I brought it up to the next one she said the same thing. As did the next 3... I could've avoided that trauma instead of having to do it like that.

So I ended up not needed to get the remaining abscess drained. The antibiotics and steroids they have had hooked me up to all day has been taking care of it. WITHOUT THE NEED FOR TRAUMA2.0!!! By noon I was drinking water on my own, I was even speaking louder. By 6pm i ate my first solid food since Monday nights dinner (Friday). By 8 I was on the phone with my friends talking like nothing had changed.

So I've been recovering steadily and rapidly. I should be able to leave and go home by tomorrow night. And then I'll be back at 100% shortly after.

I just wanted to thank you guys for all your messages and words of support that I've been getting these last few days, and to take a few minutes to explain what I've been dealing with these last few days. I want to thank you guys from the bottom of my heart for everything you've said. Truly, you guys and gals in this community mean the world to me.

Once I'm home I'll take a little time to get settled and we'll keep going as if this little "unplanned vacation' never happened. Take care and much love to everyone!!!

#not a quote #long reads #health #update

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ninakaina · 3 years

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im gonna stream patho classic starting at noon pdt tomorrow (monday)! unfortunately it has to be bachelor route. i too wish it wasnt bachelor route. twitch.tv/ninakaina

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chicagopd2020 · 4 years

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New Beginnings Are Good For Everyone!!!

Kim Burgess has loved everything about her job. Honestly it was getting to be a little to much for at times. She loves being an FBI Agent & helping save lives of the people & putting away the bad guys but she is ready for something different. She still wants to work in law enforcement but something with a smaller unit of people. Luckily she made a new friend with a woman that had some into the FBI a few months ago. Erin Lindsey.

She was given the job of showing her the ropes of how everything was done. Within the time that they had soent together they had become very close, she would even go as far as saying Erin was her best friend. She was jealous of her a little though becayse tge unit that she came from in Chicago was exactly the kind of work that she has always wanted to do.

It just becomes a bit much at times. I just sometimes wish I work in a unit like you used to work in, Kim says to Erin

Kim you have been here for right at 5 years if you a change nobody would judge you. Erins tells her

That may be true but I honestly wouldnt even know where to start, all I know is how to be an FBI Agent.

If I can set up a metting between you and my old sargent in Chicago, would you be willing to fly out there for a few days.

You would really do that for me? She asks

Of course as much as you have done for me its the least I could do.

Kim thinking that it wouldnt actually happen told Erin if she could set it up that she would fly out and me him.

Erin let Kim know to keep her a couple days & she would have an answer for her.

Kims weekend was pretty uneventful for the most part. It was just her & her couch...with the work week she had she thought she deserved it. Knowing Monday morning would come quicker than she wanted it to. As her alarm goes off at 4:30am like usual she gets up so that she would have enough time to get ready to make it on time to the office.

She arrives at the office at 6:30am like normal with her & Erin's morning coffee to help them survive the day.

Erin spots Kim walking her way with the extra coffee in her hand. She met her halfway because she was just so excited to let her know about the phone called that happened this weekend. She just had to let her know everything that she was told.

Good Morning Beautiful Erin says excitedly with a huge smile on her face.

Good Morning to you too. Smiling back to her

So I was going to wait til lunch and tell you the information that i found out this weekend but I dont think I can wait that long.

What are you talking about? She asked puzzled

So I talked to my olf Sargent Hank Voight and he actually has an open spot in the Intelligence Unit. He is willing to meet with you next week to see if you would be a great addition to the team or not. I vouched for you and told him that he wouldnt find anyone better.

Kim had this blank look on her face...she just couldnt believe this was happening. She had pushed it of her mind thinking it wasnt going to happen.

I cant think you enough for doing this for me. What if he doesnt like me?

Just be yourself & he will love you. Plus ive seen first hand what you can do in the field. I know you are an amazing cop & would be a perfect fit for the team.

All Kim could do is hug Erin so tight.

She left for Chicago tomorrow & would be there for couple days. She has never been more nervous about anything but the only reason that she was this way was because she wanted it so bad. Everything was packed and ready to head to what she was hoping was the beginning of a new start to the rest of her life.

**Jay**

Ever since Erin had left without saying anything to him he just hasnt been the same. He goes to work does his job but besides that he doesnt really care about much of anything else. His job is the only thing that he has good going for him right now. He would only hang with the team at mollys for few drinks but he would always stay quiet just thinking about maybe what he done to cause her to up and leave him without as much as an explanation.

Everyone was worried about Jay, they knew he was hurting because of her leaving but he never let it affect his job performance. They just want him to be happy and find someone to make him happy again. They all know that she isnt coming back this time. She is gone for good and there is nothing that Jay,Hank or anyone on the team could do to bring her back. Maybe they could talk him into letting them set him up on a blind date.

5 months had gone by and he knew that he should put himself back out in the dating world but he didnt really want to start caring about someone again the way he did her just to be hurt again, but he also knows that he cant compare every woman to her and not every woman out there is going to hurt him or leave him. He just has to be a little more cautious this time before letting someone competely in. Maybe just maybe he might take the guys up on their option of letting them set me up on a blind date, I mean if it doesnt work out i mean at least he cant say that he didnt try.

He walks into the pin and he sees Adam & Kevin having a conversation so he walks up to them with a slight smile on his face.

Set it up. He blurts out

They both look at him kind of lost.

Ok..What exactly are you setting up?

You said that you wanted to set me up on a blind date & i thought that i would give it a shot. Whats the worst thing that could happen....Get stood up or End up not having a good time. I will never know if I dont give it a shot.

They were surprised but they are just glad that he is finally putting himself out there or at least giving them the opportunity to get him back in the dating life.

You got it brother.. They both say with a smile on their face.

Saying that he was nervous was a little bit of an understatement. He had arrived a little bit early just to make sure that everything was fine and set up to his liking. He had been sitting for 30 mins. She was a few mins late...whoever she was.

After sitting there for a little while longer he realized that she wasnt coming so he just decided to go to the bar and have drink or 2 or 4 he hadnt really made up his mind. He was sitting there looking at his drink when he seen a shadow standing next to him.

Is this seat taken? The nice lady ask

Not at all feel free he says as he goes back to nursing his drink getting lost in his thoughts.

Im sorry i dont mean to intrude but are you ok? You dont look the best...No offense. She ask him

No offense taken. I let my friends set me up on a blind date and whoever she was decided that to stand me up, so instead of sitting at the table looking like a fool i decided that i would come over here and have a few drinks. So i guess you could say that i have been better. Whats a lady like you doing out at this time of night?

I am staying in a room upstairs & have alot going through my mind so i thought that maybe if I came down here and had a drink that maybe it would ease my mind a bit and that i would actually be able to get some sleep. She informs him

Are you in Chicago for business or fun?

I am here for business I am currently living in Washington but I have an interview tomorrow and if all goes well then i may just end up permanently in Chicago. Heres to hoping she says as she holds up her glass.

He holds his up as well. I hope everything goes the way that you want it to tomorrow. My name is Jay he says as he sticks out his hand with a small smile.

My name is Kim it was very nice meeting you Jay but I think that it is time that i head upstairs to get some rest so that i dont look too tired in the morning. Good Night and I hope that your night gets better.

Thank you Kim, Good Luck tomorrow on your interview.

As she walks away he couldnt help but to look over his shoulder one last time before she was out of his sight knowing that he may never see this woman again. He was surprised that when he looked over he shoulder that his eyes was met with hers looking right back at him and she turn the corner with one final smile. When she was out of his sight he finished the drink in his hand he decided to just head home, turns out that being stood up turned out to be one of the best things that had happened to him. He really had to thank the boys for choosing such a horrible date for him.

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