wow.. today was.... interesting.

i got up eeearly this morning to go to carwford's.. my dad had to go down there anyway that early,a nd crawford was working on the house.

i stayed at his house a little while first and we did some.. stuff. and the we headed down to the house to work.

well i was working really hard. i was moving branches with the wheelbarrow, and then craw's mom asked us to pick up these cement tiles in the back yard and throw them in the dumpster. did i mention it was really hot? so i was like, all workin hard, tring to burn those carbs.. and these blocks were really heavy.. but i kept wheeling them and dumping them in the dumpster.. and eventually i just collapsed. i remember things off and on after that. i remember falling in the dumpster, but forcing myself to keep working. and them i remember falling again, then sitting in a chair in the shade (the power in the house was out b/c of the big storm last night), and getting water poured in my mouth, and then i dumped the ice on my chest.. heh. and after that i started feeling more and more light headed.. and i remember getting really weak, and crawford's mom yelling at me to talk to her, to say something if i could hear her.

and then i was carried out of the car into the hospital bed, where they kept on yelling at me to breathe slower and asking me to tell them my name and where i was, and all the other information when i could barely even hold my head up to speak. and then i passed out again. and then i woke and and all this shit was hooked up to me.. and i didnt know where crawford was. he was all i could think about. and then they asked me if i could sit up but i was too dizzy so the hooked me up to an iv and put some fluid in me.. turned out that i was dehydrated, had low blood sugar and heat exastuion. my clothes were covered in mud.. and i waited in the hospital for ever.. they took blood and did all these tests.. and made me eat and drink this nasty ass grape juice to put sugar in my blood.. and then i started feeling better, and my mom let me go back and rest at crawford's house. being in his arms was the only think that could make me feel better. and hearing his voice

i dont know where id be without him... i love him more than i can even imagine

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