Would You Be My V-A-L-E-N-T-I-N-E

So Valentine's Day wasn't all that great for me. Or Dallas. He did bring me home flowers on Friday, because he couldn't hid them til Saturday. I went to bed about 10:30 on Friday night with a headache, took the medicine I was supposed to and thought all would be good. But of course, my head had other plans. By the time Dallas came to bed about 12:30, my headache was a full on Migraine that was practicing karate on my brain. And my brain was definitely losing. I spent all night puking and crying and whining and wanted to die. And I am not exaggerating either, all night long. Poor Dallas couldn't sleep because of it. I had to call my mom at 7 in the morning for her to come take me to the emergency clinic at 8. And 30 mins and one shot later, I was done throwin up, which was nice. And then I slept. And slept. And slept. Until about 5 that evening. I didn't go get Dallas his card, or pick up him any candy like I had planned. We ordered pizza and watched a little TV, and then I went back to bed. Those drugs really stay in my system a long time, LOL.

And all the puking, hard, made my abdomen hurt even more where my cyst is. So that was no bueno, but that will all be fixed on Wednesday. Its scary to think that I am a little exciting about having surgery. Well, not excited about surgery, because I'm kind of freaking out, but I am excited to be out of pain. I can handle pain, but day in and day out, no let up EVER, it really sucks the happiness out of you, and I am good at being happy, not good at being depressed. So I'm excited to feel like myself again.

Yesterday, Dallas and I exchanged cards. I got him a musical card that plays "Disco Inferno" on it, and it has a penguin on it. Because he is my penguin. And he got me a card. And wrote the most beautiful stuff on it.

I don't know if you can read it. But its beautiful. That's all for now, hope your Valentines Day was good!