They don?t treat me right. They?re always getting infected, stupid STUPID KIDNEYS.
This leaves Ian having to deal with me having to interrupt our conversations to pee every 5 minutes, not fun. Plus, you can imagine I?m not in the best of moods when I can actually feel my kidneys.
In Philosophy 1, we talked about awareness of the body, and how a pin prick in a finger would create a feeling of pain which replicated the shape of the pin point ? essentially, you feel as though your nervous system creates a sensation which generates a shape idea in your head. If this is true, then I felt the shape of my kidneys this week. You?re not meant to feel your organs, and for good reason ? it?s freaking weird.
Going to a movie this week, and needing to pee halfway through, then putting it off until you don?t need to anymore ?cos the movie?s funny ? this probably didn?t help things. I'm also annoyed now because the first time, I'd had a one-off infection, and now it's a recurrance. Sucks.
My urinary tract aside (far, far aside, as I?m sure you?d prefer it), there?s a bit to look forward to thesedays ? going to see 300 tonight, and I have tickets to the Shins in my grubby paws for Thursday. Noo Yawk looms too; I have officially beaten the holiday blues by keeping my mind on kidneys and exciting upcoming events! Um, bonus?
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