In which . . .
andi wins. . .
how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen
but seriously,
in which andi learns patience . . .
so, i found out this week that my thyroid has officially killed itself--it's inactive, which means that the 9 pounds i've gained in the past couple weeks (w/o changing n/e thing about my eating or exercise habits) and the fact that i can't stay awake in my classes isn't my fault. still, i'd rather not have that happen. i have to get my blood tested again this month, and make an appointment to see my doctor--i'm thinking the vampire visit is going to be this weekend (but maybe val and i will just come home early when we come down for garrett's and janelle's b-day party), and the app won't be til i come home for spring break. what this then translates into, is that i will have a really fun time trying to get all my homework done for the next couple weeks, including a paper, a psych test, a possible biology test, and countless other little assignments. my hormones are all out of whack, so i've been feeling crappy and really moody the past week or so (which is also attributed to other certain events, but mostly that) the chocolate that my two moms (mine and val's) sent me helps bring my mood up a little, but i have to be careful because too much could mean weight that's impossible to pull back off. and it doesn't help that it's brutally cold out right now--a part of this disease is not being able to handle hot or cold very well; this morning when colin and i were walking to bio, my legs were so cold that it was painful--it was like sitting in the snow without pants on, then having someone sit there and poke needles into your shins.
and soon i get replacement therapy to look forward to--i don't even know how that's gonna affect me.
on top of all that, my car battery died last week. and while it was very nice of the guy i'm seeing to get me a new battery, he kind of made it more complicated than it needed to be. that was something i would rather have done for myself because it's something that i needed--which to me means that i need to figure out how to fix it myself. if i had asked him for help, it would have been different--but it just seemed like he thought i was incapable of figuring out how to get it fixed on my own. in my life, guys have never been all that reliable, so i've built up a mental need to be independent of them. that's not to say that all guys can't be counted on, but at the same time i need that self assurance that i can figure things out for myself in case one does happen to let me down (that's not a specific "one" it's a general "one").
today is valentine's day, and val is going out, so i'm going to spend it the way i've spent most of my best valentine's days. . . i'm gonna put on my pajamas, curl up in front of the tv with some oreos and milk, and watch movies all night (and the "st. valentine's day massacre" special on the history channel, hehe). and maybe call my mommy. maybe if colin's free (cuz his lady-friend is at home) i'll see if he wants to go for pizza or something.
but yeah, that's enough whining for now. . . life goes on right? i just have to take things one day at a time (which would be much easier if i didn't have to go try to interview people for this stupid english paper--most of which probably won't get done by the time the rough draft is due)
~later days
how jedi are you? :: by lawrie malen
but seriously,
in which andi learns patience . . .
so, i found out this week that my thyroid has officially killed itself--it's inactive, which means that the 9 pounds i've gained in the past couple weeks (w/o changing n/e thing about my eating or exercise habits) and the fact that i can't stay awake in my classes isn't my fault. still, i'd rather not have that happen. i have to get my blood tested again this month, and make an appointment to see my doctor--i'm thinking the vampire visit is going to be this weekend (but maybe val and i will just come home early when we come down for garrett's and janelle's b-day party), and the app won't be til i come home for spring break. what this then translates into, is that i will have a really fun time trying to get all my homework done for the next couple weeks, including a paper, a psych test, a possible biology test, and countless other little assignments. my hormones are all out of whack, so i've been feeling crappy and really moody the past week or so (which is also attributed to other certain events, but mostly that) the chocolate that my two moms (mine and val's) sent me helps bring my mood up a little, but i have to be careful because too much could mean weight that's impossible to pull back off. and it doesn't help that it's brutally cold out right now--a part of this disease is not being able to handle hot or cold very well; this morning when colin and i were walking to bio, my legs were so cold that it was painful--it was like sitting in the snow without pants on, then having someone sit there and poke needles into your shins.
and soon i get replacement therapy to look forward to--i don't even know how that's gonna affect me.
on top of all that, my car battery died last week. and while it was very nice of the guy i'm seeing to get me a new battery, he kind of made it more complicated than it needed to be. that was something i would rather have done for myself because it's something that i needed--which to me means that i need to figure out how to fix it myself. if i had asked him for help, it would have been different--but it just seemed like he thought i was incapable of figuring out how to get it fixed on my own. in my life, guys have never been all that reliable, so i've built up a mental need to be independent of them. that's not to say that all guys can't be counted on, but at the same time i need that self assurance that i can figure things out for myself in case one does happen to let me down (that's not a specific "one" it's a general "one").
today is valentine's day, and val is going out, so i'm going to spend it the way i've spent most of my best valentine's days. . . i'm gonna put on my pajamas, curl up in front of the tv with some oreos and milk, and watch movies all night (and the "st. valentine's day massacre" special on the history channel, hehe). and maybe call my mommy. maybe if colin's free (cuz his lady-friend is at home) i'll see if he wants to go for pizza or something.
but yeah, that's enough whining for now. . . life goes on right? i just have to take things one day at a time (which would be much easier if i didn't have to go try to interview people for this stupid english paper--most of which probably won't get done by the time the rough draft is due)
~later days