I woke up still not dead again today

My birthday was on 6th.

Long story short, I got out of the hospital today.

To be honest, it wasn't even something particularly stupid I did, though it certainly didn't help - I mean, your 28th birthday isn't exactly the moment when you expect to get appendicitis and also when you show up at the ER drunk and dramatic, with more than average BAC and less than average IQ, the doctors don't expect it either.

So yeah, the whole shitshow took a while, but now I'm sober, appendix-less, on meds, and somewhat miserable (but it may be because my boyfriend does the shopping now, and he buys shit). Yay.