So not much happened since my last update. My health issues haven't been bothering me too much. I had been bottling up a lot stuff, so it did sorta come out. I'm kind of glad it did since it was a big relief and needed to be said. In the event of that, I had a talk about becoming a vet assistant. To my amazement, my grandmother and dad are fully supported of the decision. My dad is even pushing for it, which is a change since he wasn't thrilled about me taking journalism classes last time I was in school. So I will slowly move towards that venture once I fix the transportation issues in my life. When I can psychically drive myself to classes than that will be the time. Both the vet assistant classes and vet tech classes are far in the county. Different campuses for each. One campus is farther than the other. I need the farthest first before I can dive into vet tech classes if need be. I'm not going rush into it. I'm still young and I wasted enough money at college as it is. I need to be smart about it and do my research before I just jump into without the proper knowledge or reliable transportation first. I may even ask Roxie's vet advice and see if she wouldn't mind some extra help. 😏
Speaking of Roxie, Monday and Tuesday were a nightmare for us all. We were taking her to the groomers like usual. My dad offered to drive us since my uncle is borrowing the truck for work now (hence one of the two transportation issues in my life). Anyway, my dad car is a pain in the ass to use for such since it's super hard to get in the back. So I grab Roxie, tried to put her in back, and she landed funny on the seat. She started holding her left leg up atm. My grandmother freaks out and just tells us to keep going on to the vet as it might be just the cold bothering her leg. I'm rubbing and massaging it like crazy in the back. We get her to the groomers. She walks ok once outside the car and then her legs just give out as soon as she steps into the place. That's when we realize something was seriously wrong. We get home and call her vet. The place is closed for MLK day. So we decide to go to Falls Road Emergency Hospital asap. Ugh. Now I must say she couldn't walk when we got home. It looked like both her legs were damaged in some way. She was falling down and walking funny. It was freaking scary!
It was nearly sundown when the guards drove us back into the building like cattle. We had spent the rest of the day arguing over the plan with Wade and Lin leading the charge of course, but somehow I knew our lighthearted banter would become something real. Something that we would have to actually do if we were to get out of this place. Eager as we were it wouldn’t be an easy feat. As I laid in bed I tried to make sense of it all. Was that code the key to our exit or was it a key to our deaths?
I hope everyone had a terrific X-mas. I was not feeling like myself, so I just hung out and tried to enjoy the two games I did get. I only asked for two games from my fam since the computer was a gift too. They would have liked me to ask for more, but I just thought that would be asking for too much after what they did. I'm fine with my two games and my computer.
As for my two games, I got LA Noir and Gran Turismo. I haven't really played Gran Turismo much, but LA Noir is pretty fun. Getting the hang of it. Makes me miss Grand Theft Auto though. I so want to cause mayhem when I'm driving and running around in that game. I probably can do that...I think, but I'm a cop so I have to behave. lol
As for not feeling like myself. Just my stupid health issues. PMDD sh*t. Like I said I don't like talking about lady stuff here, but I recommend you read about it (the link especially) if you're a woman. It's not discussed enough imo. It's almost a freaking mental illness, so it needs to be.
I may be getting worse tbh. I cried for three days right before X-mas Eve. My face was literally hurting from crying and it was over stupid stuff. I can't even remember. Like it was one thing and then it morphed into another thing, which still made no sense. It was kind of scary. Had some scary thoughts too.
Soooo I probably need to get checked out again and have them give me something stronger. Something I've been trying to avoid for a year or two now. I don't like anti-depressants. I would rather not take them, but if they can keep me from screaming like a crazed banshee at my family and crying floods of tears over random crap I'll take it. The constant racing thoughts are also pretty horrible. Like I can't even sleep when I'm dealing with this now. I was wondering if this was holiday related though, but none of the crazy thoughts or stress was about that. I don't know, but a nice checkup after the New Years is always a good idea.
As for Roxie, she's fine. Struggling to get to her to lose weight. My family loves to feed her stuff, so it's like I have to train them too. It's also been really cold, so walks are limited now. Be glad when the summer is here. I need walks too. lol Other than that, she's going on 7 years old I believe. Still sweet and funny as ever. She's also a great therapy dog for me. 😊
*cough cough* I fed her cookies to get those pics, so I'm guilty too. *cough* Other than that, I'm still kicking. I believe I got one more year in me sim wise. I kind of f'd up my game decrapping stuff, so I'm going have to fix that and redownload my store stuff legally. Ugh. I'll get to that when I finish updating Dead On Arrival since stuff may go missing then. I'm close to retiring from the Sims community though as much as I hate to admit it. Too many people are leaving. TS3 players specifically. Plus it just stressful to keep the game going sometimes. I just got my dream gaming computer, so I'm sure I'll play every so often. Just not as much. Hopefully, Sims 5 comes out next year and pulls me back in by that time. xD But for now you're stuck with me. Enjoy the essence of me while you can. 😏