Today (Or yesterday, if you're in a different timezone), I had an MRI. Now, with this I scared the crap out of my sister when I came home after the MRI while I was still drugged up.
But when I go into this "mode", I have unleashed OSHIE.
Oshie is like my inner weirdness that I only let out when I'm with my friends. But since I was under the influence of "sleepy-time meds", Oshie came out early. And with this, my sister was immediately scared of me when I came home right that morning. But why, you might ask?
Well...
She LITERALLY thought I was acting like a psychopath. and I was, but not on purpose. Blame Oshie!
She refused to let me in her room when I came up for a hug, cooing with my mellow, sadistic voice and calm movements. I even banged on the door, she recalled.
After that, I said hi to my dad, and the sleep meds wore off a tad. My sister was still reluctant to see me, but we made up.
So that's that!
Oh, yeah, and that's a nurse counting in the background. We had to count so I would fall asleep, but I dozed off as soon as they gave me the meds.







