Young is not referring to age but to the given surname of my maternal grandparents.
I do apologize for any confusion, hurt, or realizations that may have occurred in previous readings.
Last saturday was crazizzle yo!
i was just like chillin with the ***Young grams and gramps all day at the fam reuninon. which let me tell u i aint be likin too much cuz all those wrinkley fools be like wavin and talkin to me so ugh i clung to gma all day!
anyways my moms finally brought me home and like we just be chillin for some while. She decided to give me a bath WHICH is my very favorite thang.
so ya then i get out and my moms snuggles me up in som nice jams and she starts walkin back to her bathroom.
well she was telling me to follow but i had OTHER plans. i saw my climbing stairs that i exercise on daily and decided i would work on some downward dog.
well it didnt quite go as planned.
next minute ya know i was on the tile at the bottom all disorientatted and stuff. my mom came running like crazy talkin to me and i tried to liftup but could not quite do it at the moment. decided to rest my head on the floor until she could get me. When she did get me tho she just kept saying that i was okay in a creepy stressed out tone i must say. then she was throwing my screaming bootie in the car and beepin at cars on the road. when the door opened again my dad was there ...much calmer then my mom. he carried me in this big bright building which i know know is the hospital. my moms was crying and tellin all the peple the story but i just kept screaming cuz all these people were worse than the wrinkely realitives! they kept touching me and shinning lights on me.
they finally put us in this small room and this freak of a woman came in talkin to me like i was some dog all high pitched.....i mean she as alright i guess but her tone was a little frustratin. she said i looked good except this big bump on the side of my head. she said i would need a CT or something...this is when my moms starting cryin again.
the lady left and my mom gave me some milk. whew it was about time that was all i really wanted...mmm i started to get comfy and rest. as soon as i remember falling asleep i remember being interrupted by another chick with a big computer. i was wide awake after that quick nap talking and dancing it was good times.
the nurse lady came in and said we had to do the ct now. it seemed a little scarry but u know i aint no baby. so my mom plopped me down and these lasers shine everywhere it was like a grand finally or something. then the things starte to move and my mom had to hold my head down. that part was pretty lame. i tried to move and couldnt so i cried just a little bit but my mom sang me the sweet tunes of twinkle twinkle and i calmed down. it was over after that.
we went back to the little room and by this time i was getting tired again. so my dad thought it would be a good idea to give me a glove to play with. that glove made me so mad i kept hitting it and throwing it...stupid glove. anyways they finally came and said i was cool as a cucumber to go home. Oh and that they saw a sinus infection in my brain....whatever. now there is a big gate at the bottome of the stairs kinda like the one in the kitchen....stupid downward dog.
thats my story here is a pic of all my souveners from the night.
and these other two are from my foto shoot at the follow up appointment...i kicked that sinus infection and ear infection finally...and just in time to contact my agent..im lookin good right!
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