Life
Yesterday I had to come to the final realization that yes, I am now completely and totally single. It's rough but I know that I'll be alright. I guess the worst part about that situation is not knowing if the friendship is going to survive. I really hope that it does though.
Last night was a lot of fun. I went to my first GSA meeting of the year. It wasn't all that exciting but some of the facts presented were pretty interesting. After the meeting, being that it was a Tuesday night, I of course ventured to the Buff. On the way there I stopped at a gas station for some cigarettes. The attendent was this older lady that I know due to my frequent gas station stops while delivering. She used to work at another store before it closed down and whenever I would go in she'd talk to me for at least 5 minutes...usually just giving me advice on being safe and what not. She always reminded me of my grandmother. Sweet, but in that rough, "I don't take any shit" sort of way. Well last night we were talking and she brought up her being gay. I had a feeling she was, and I had a feeling she knew I was, but we'd never talked about it before so it was just kind of neat. There were a lot of awesome people at the Buff last night which really made it such a great time. It was really nice to hang out and be silly with old friends...and new ones as well. I didn't drink too much, just enough to be drunk for about half of the time. I stayed till close though( a feat viewed as quite an accomplishment by some people;)and by the time we left I was sober. I came home...alone...which made me feel a little sad...but I'll get used to it again...and went to bed.
I woke up hang over free this morning and started off with my usual morning routine. I was eating breakfast and watching Buffy when my head started to like tingle and feel tight. I decided to lay down but it just got worse...I couldn't breathe. I felt like my airways were caving in. When I sat up I got really dizzy and my chest tightened. I was trying not to panic because as many heart problems as I have, I had never experienced anything near to this before. I walked to my door and looked in the mirror...my head was bright red...like I had a really bad sunburn and then it got so red that it was purple.I got scared so I went and woke Stephen. He seemed kind of worried but thought that maybe my cholesteral had shot up, which I've never had a problem with. My face then preceeded to turn white but my chest remained a really bright red and I was dizzy and weak. So Stephen went back to bed and I went to the ER. By the time I got there my coloring was normal and I could breathe...but my chest hurt like hell. I went to sign in and some lady took my blood pressure...148/78 normal...and my heart rate...99...which she said was "normal" but I thought was kind of high considering I had been sitting for about 10 minutes. She kept acting like it was nothing when she was going through the process of asking me stupid questions. She then sent me to another room to register and wait to be seen by a doctor. So I waited and waited. But all these elderly people kept coming in after me and were being sent back before me even though none of them looked like their problems were urgent. Finally I just got sick of it and left so I could make it to some of class. That just goes to show why I always said I would never go to Oconee! I feel better now, but still a little weird.
Well just wanted to write a little before I lay down. Hope everyone is having a wonderful day!
Last night was a lot of fun. I went to my first GSA meeting of the year. It wasn't all that exciting but some of the facts presented were pretty interesting. After the meeting, being that it was a Tuesday night, I of course ventured to the Buff. On the way there I stopped at a gas station for some cigarettes. The attendent was this older lady that I know due to my frequent gas station stops while delivering. She used to work at another store before it closed down and whenever I would go in she'd talk to me for at least 5 minutes...usually just giving me advice on being safe and what not. She always reminded me of my grandmother. Sweet, but in that rough, "I don't take any shit" sort of way. Well last night we were talking and she brought up her being gay. I had a feeling she was, and I had a feeling she knew I was, but we'd never talked about it before so it was just kind of neat. There were a lot of awesome people at the Buff last night which really made it such a great time. It was really nice to hang out and be silly with old friends...and new ones as well. I didn't drink too much, just enough to be drunk for about half of the time. I stayed till close though( a feat viewed as quite an accomplishment by some people;)and by the time we left I was sober. I came home...alone...which made me feel a little sad...but I'll get used to it again...and went to bed.
I woke up hang over free this morning and started off with my usual morning routine. I was eating breakfast and watching Buffy when my head started to like tingle and feel tight. I decided to lay down but it just got worse...I couldn't breathe. I felt like my airways were caving in. When I sat up I got really dizzy and my chest tightened. I was trying not to panic because as many heart problems as I have, I had never experienced anything near to this before. I walked to my door and looked in the mirror...my head was bright red...like I had a really bad sunburn and then it got so red that it was purple.I got scared so I went and woke Stephen. He seemed kind of worried but thought that maybe my cholesteral had shot up, which I've never had a problem with. My face then preceeded to turn white but my chest remained a really bright red and I was dizzy and weak. So Stephen went back to bed and I went to the ER. By the time I got there my coloring was normal and I could breathe...but my chest hurt like hell. I went to sign in and some lady took my blood pressure...148/78 normal...and my heart rate...99...which she said was "normal" but I thought was kind of high considering I had been sitting for about 10 minutes. She kept acting like it was nothing when she was going through the process of asking me stupid questions. She then sent me to another room to register and wait to be seen by a doctor. So I waited and waited. But all these elderly people kept coming in after me and were being sent back before me even though none of them looked like their problems were urgent. Finally I just got sick of it and left so I could make it to some of class. That just goes to show why I always said I would never go to Oconee! I feel better now, but still a little weird.
Well just wanted to write a little before I lay down. Hope everyone is having a wonderful day!