What’s the Time? It’s Time to Get Ill.
Hello there. I have been very scarce the past couple weeks because I’ve been sick as hell. Started out as a bad cold that my little one passed on to me ever so graciously. That was the week before last. Got over that (I thought) and was feeling better over the weekend, then Tuesday night I went to class. Went out to eat with some classmates afterward and had a couple beers. Came home and watched Hell’s Kitchen then went to bed. Woke up in the middle of the night ill and reneged on that yummy dinner I had eaten, then immediately started feeling strange and woozy. I ended up passing out and hitting my head on the toilet seat. I’ve got a nice bruise on my eye to show for it (I can’t be the only bitch who has ever cammed with a black eye before right?). Fainted a couple more times before 911 was called and had to ride to the emergency room in my pj’s. My heart rate was abnormally high after they had given me a lot of fluids so they admitted me and I had to spend a couple nights in the hospital. They ran a bunch of tests and what it came down to was I was very dehydrated and had a bad sinus infection. It’s Monday night now and I’m still not feeling 100%. I have been feeling ridiculously tired. I actually didn’t go to school today which is not like me. Broke my perfect attendance but it was necessary. I didn’t want to push myself.
I took this all as a big sign that I am way stressed out because I NEVER get sick. Certainly never get sick enough to end up in the hospital. So I’ve decided to take a break from school, especially since I’ll be moving soon. Going to find out next week how my degree would be delayed if I either took the summer off or pushed through the summer and took a year off. I’m really leaning toward no classes this summer though ’cause I want to get my… well… myself back. You can only go so hard for so long.
My moving plans have changed a little but have worked out better for me. I had been trying to get into this shitty apartment complex. They waited until two fucking weeks before my move in date (which was supposed to be this Friday) to let me know I was approved so in the meantime I freaked out and started looking elsewhere (which had added to my stress). I ended up finding a cute little house for only like $10 more a month. Obviously a house is better than an apartment complex with the type of work I do from home. I was really worried about the neighbors hearing me moan, stomp on crackers, and yell racial slurs at 3am!! So my move in date has been pushed back to the beginning of May for the house. I’ve got some time to save up more money and get my mind right.
So just wanted to let you guys know what’s been up. Nothing too sexy really! I’m determined to get back on track this week though without running myself ragged.
Here’s a picture of my cool black eye. Luckily it never really was that bad I think it should be healed up soon. In the meantime people can speculate on whether I am a battered wife or got into a brawl.
April 2nd, 2013 at 8:52 pm
HOLY SHIT! You’ve had a pretty eventful couple of weeks! A friend of mine a few years back literally walked into a door and got a black eye. She thought it was hilarious that she was going to to tell everyone at work what happened, because “I walked into fill-in-blank” is the stereotypical excuse that a battered woman might use to explain strange bumps and bruises. She had a good time with it. Anyway, hope you feel better soon, good luck with the move!