Hey a drawing I’m working on that I didn’t immediately scrap out of frustration! Progress! Also Rockwell is hard to draw, I can see why he’d use projectors sometimes lol
Aspiring artist. Should definitely be drinking more water.
30 Day Challenge // Day 23 // Something That Makes You Happy
I’ve learned how to cook since I moved out to California. It’s therapeutic. And delicious~ I garnish everything with a fried egg, and I never regret it.
So about 15 minutes after I initially posted that drawing I had to call an ambulance because my abdomen felt like there was cement being mixed in it so, cool. Very similar pain to the time I was given Tylenol + codeine on an empty stomach and the lining of my stomach was basically eating itself. Except with what must have been the worst panic attack I’ve ever had, on top of that. It’s been uh, a chill/fun & excruciating week to put it lightly. My mom called the ambulance at like 5:30 and I was discharged some time after midnight. Right after I start school too, of course. This ALWAYS happens to me. Something always happens. I hope I don’t have to withdraw again. It’s been almost two years and the last time I had to it really messed me up. I’ve already missed so much, very worried about making up all that work. Also worried about just, myself. I’m covered in bandages because it’s impossible to draw blood from my squiggly and apparently constantly moving veins. I currently feel a lot better though, but that’s probably the IV full of morphine still talking. I’m probably cursed? I’m cursed. “Fuku,” as my father says. If you know a bruja or something, hmu so I can give you a sample of my hair or w.e. I need a hug or something. Good lord.
When the doctors did an ultrasound of my (I’m getting really tired of saying it) abscess, they were showing me what concerned them and I said “oh, it’s a boy!” & all I got was like a single chuckle from one of them. Really disappointing. That was solid improv and it deserved more than that.