Poisoned!
well
much to my dismay, i think i may now be allergic to fish. i have never had a reaction before, but it is the only thing i can think of from my illness yesterday. i ate a fish sandwich and a baked potato in the school cafeteria at about 11:30 am, and then about 2:30pm my stomach started feeling funny. when i got out of class at 3:30, i had diarrhea, then i went back to my dorm room and slept until about 8pm, thinking it would make it go away. about 8:30, i threw up, 9:15 again, and again at about 10pm. by that time, i had called my dad to come over because i looked in the mirror the first time i threw up, and i noticed i had weird red splotches all over my face. i had never seen my face like that before. so my dad called the doctor, and he said to give me benadryl, and if i couldnt keep down the benadryl, to take me to the hospital. i managed to make it back to my parents' house, and i was able to keep down the benadryl, and just passed out in my bed. i have been having the most BIZARRE dreams. horrible, sad, and complicated. that's all i can really remember about them. anyway, i just slept all night, waking up periodically with my stomach hurting, and then drifting back off. now is not a good time to be hospitalized or ill because i need to fucking graduate college! argh! colin thought it might be related to stress, and maybe that added to me feeling ill, i have no idea. but i definitely have something weird going on with my face. i will take a picture of it later if i get back to my dorm where the web cam is. and if it still looks weird. right now, at 2pm, it still looks the same, although i have not thrown up or felt really shitty again. i just feel weak and tired. i will still need to do homework, too, and i probably wont be able to participate in GG things tonight. sigh. that is the one thing i look forward to every week. i know it sounds cheesy, but it is like the one thing that keeps me going in the week. i love just hanging out like that. it means a lot. when i get my house, there will definitely be another weekly thing like that, even if it is just coming over to talk and have snacks or something. ok, well, i just took some more benadryl, so i feel like i need to lay down again. please pray, or think good thoughts for me or meditate or whatever your personal philosophy/religion/ritual allows. i really need to get this work done and not get behind, no matter how shitty i feel!
oh yeah, i remember one of my dreams now. i lived in SC with justin, my brother, and jessica, and a few other people from my junior high, and kathleen high school was moved up there too for some odd reason. every morning i had to recheck my schedule bc i wasnt sure, then i would drive randomly and luckily find it each day, and then i had to wait in line for coffee and breakfast whether i truly wanted it or not, and the cashiers were all gay (literally) and had no idea how to count change. jessica and i tried to help them, but they kept trying to give me all this money, and i was like, no stop, you're going to get in trouble...and then they had some weird dance at like 9am, and everyone got arrested for bringing weed to it....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggghhhh
that is benadryl dreams for you...and that was only one of the dreams, haha. .... ok i need to lay down now, i am beginning to feel woozy. wish me luck!
EDIT: splotch pics. no, these are not zits.
much to my dismay, i think i may now be allergic to fish. i have never had a reaction before, but it is the only thing i can think of from my illness yesterday. i ate a fish sandwich and a baked potato in the school cafeteria at about 11:30 am, and then about 2:30pm my stomach started feeling funny. when i got out of class at 3:30, i had diarrhea, then i went back to my dorm room and slept until about 8pm, thinking it would make it go away. about 8:30, i threw up, 9:15 again, and again at about 10pm. by that time, i had called my dad to come over because i looked in the mirror the first time i threw up, and i noticed i had weird red splotches all over my face. i had never seen my face like that before. so my dad called the doctor, and he said to give me benadryl, and if i couldnt keep down the benadryl, to take me to the hospital. i managed to make it back to my parents' house, and i was able to keep down the benadryl, and just passed out in my bed. i have been having the most BIZARRE dreams. horrible, sad, and complicated. that's all i can really remember about them. anyway, i just slept all night, waking up periodically with my stomach hurting, and then drifting back off. now is not a good time to be hospitalized or ill because i need to fucking graduate college! argh! colin thought it might be related to stress, and maybe that added to me feeling ill, i have no idea. but i definitely have something weird going on with my face. i will take a picture of it later if i get back to my dorm where the web cam is. and if it still looks weird. right now, at 2pm, it still looks the same, although i have not thrown up or felt really shitty again. i just feel weak and tired. i will still need to do homework, too, and i probably wont be able to participate in GG things tonight. sigh. that is the one thing i look forward to every week. i know it sounds cheesy, but it is like the one thing that keeps me going in the week. i love just hanging out like that. it means a lot. when i get my house, there will definitely be another weekly thing like that, even if it is just coming over to talk and have snacks or something. ok, well, i just took some more benadryl, so i feel like i need to lay down again. please pray, or think good thoughts for me or meditate or whatever your personal philosophy/religion/ritual allows. i really need to get this work done and not get behind, no matter how shitty i feel!
oh yeah, i remember one of my dreams now. i lived in SC with justin, my brother, and jessica, and a few other people from my junior high, and kathleen high school was moved up there too for some odd reason. every morning i had to recheck my schedule bc i wasnt sure, then i would drive randomly and luckily find it each day, and then i had to wait in line for coffee and breakfast whether i truly wanted it or not, and the cashiers were all gay (literally) and had no idea how to count change. jessica and i tried to help them, but they kept trying to give me all this money, and i was like, no stop, you're going to get in trouble...and then they had some weird dance at like 9am, and everyone got arrested for bringing weed to it....aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggghhhh
that is benadryl dreams for you...and that was only one of the dreams, haha. .... ok i need to lay down now, i am beginning to feel woozy. wish me luck!
EDIT: splotch pics. no, these are not zits.