Now, I am becoming more and more disgusted with my eyesight. Never ever will I take for granted the sight that God gave me. Never will I look with pity at a sightless person. Just the inconvenience of double vision that cruelly stuck a knife in me by playing it's game. Stop taking the medicine that obviously messes up the vison and it gives me two days of inprovement. This, naturally, allows me to gloat and think that I've got it beat! No. No. No. IT RETURNS! Even my pupils are CROOKED! Bastards! Cheats! Me = ANGRY - PISSED - CONFUSED - FRUSTRATED! And everyone around me has to be sick and fucking tired of my consistent whining and crying over what the Hell is hapening. SO, Idiot boy will go to Ochsner on Monday morning and get the damn blood test and listen to the doctor and see what the Hell happens. I can only say that my behavior up to this point can only earn that famous retort and tongue lashing from that world famous bunny...
"WHAT A MAROON!"
by Bugs Bunny
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