Yesterday I went to bed at 9:30pm so I could wake this morning at 6:00am because I was planning to leave for the hospital around 8:00am. Of course I had trouble sleeping so I ended up being tired most of the day (and when I'm tired, everything hurts even more). Uncle ended up having a setback and we arrived at the hospital around 9:00am instead. After a cozy lil eight hours at the hospital, I know what's wrong with my left heel. Ends up the tendon is super excited, straight as an arrow and just about ready to pop so they prescribed me a [insert non-existent English word because the English language isn't precise enough] that will elevate my heel and thus relax 'em and basically tell 'em to calm the fuck down, that I'm not running a marathon. TL;DR: I'm required to have high heels. And slippers. High heel slippers. So tomorrow after my appointment with my social welfare agent, I'll be going to the [insert non-existent English word] place since it closes at 5:00pm, and then to Wal-Mart because social welfare doesn't pay for slippers.

As for the red spot on my right wrist, doctor thinks it may be caused by my watch's metal rubbing against the skin and irritating it, so he told me to wear my watch on my other wrist for a while and see if it fixes it... THIS FEELS SO DAMN WEIRD GODAMMIT. I'm so ridiculously right-handed and I've been wearing my watch on my right wrist for a decade and WATCHES DO NOT BELONG ON LEFT WRISTS THIS FEELS SO WRONG!

Oh and yeah, I renewed my prescription for back pills, so yay free pills.

Well, I'm SUPPOSED to go to these places tomorrow but while I was at the hospital, my uncle had a call from a friend who needed help to deliver something (my uncle works as an autonomous delivery guy who delivers all kinds of things from games to furniture, for a cheap price of course because he likes helping people too much to ask for a reasonable wage). Said friend said that he was supposed to replace his door tomorrow but that the door he wanted was somewhere else and that he didn't have any mean of transportation so he'd ask the place's owner if it was okay if someone else came to get the door. I'm pretty sure it's okay but shit might happen and it might not be okay, in which case I WILL be going to the aforementioned places tomorrow. If it's okay and my uncle has the job, however, it'll be delayed to... the day after tomorrow :V. Yeah, not a huge setback so it's no biggie.

Also since I reactivated my Amazon account and updated it yesterday, I've already sold two games and made a nifty 35$! Like money, it smells good. Or maybe that's the chips I ate and it's my fingers that smell good, hmm...