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Okay, so this is how my week has gone.
Thurs. -
I got a cyst removed from what the doctors called
My "sub-urethral/vaginal" area.
The sewn up area really doesn't hurt,
But my throat feels like the Sahara when I wake up.
And doesn't get any better through out the day.
I guess they intubated me, which fucking sucks.
Fri. -
My throat still fucking hurts,
PLUS I wake up with my nose clogged so tight
I can't break through it with a chisel.
And I'm hacking and coughing all day,
With my voice getting crappier and hoarser.
My mom suggests that it's perhaps not just
The intubation, that I must be sick.
Sat. -
I have Academic Challenge, but no work,
So I'm glad, my voice isn't up for radio work.
I hope upon hope that my voice and sinuses
Will clear up through out the day,
Because I DO have to work tomorrow.
No luck, by the evening I'm calling my boss
To see if someone else can work for me.
Sun. -
Big fucking suprise, there's a misunderstanding,
And no one covers my shift.
This chick Ramona calls me at 8:30
Wondering what's going on, and I just groan.
Sunday is about the peak of my crappiness,
And I just say what I need to and go back to sleep.
Mon. -
Still sick, but I've already missed a bunch of skool.
I go a and muddle my way through classes.
Tues. -
Yay the cold is finally clearing up!
It's still kinda crappy ('specially during band
Since I can't breath very well)
But I can tell it's getting better.
With renewed spirit I go to Sin City,
And half way through, my inner ear starts itching.
Which turns into twinges of pain,
Which turns to a constant aching.
By the midnight, I'm begging Sean to take me home,
So I can just take some meds and go to sleep.
Which, of course, doesn't happen.
I lay down, and every position seems to
Make the pain in my ear worse.
It feels like someone is eating my ear drum.
I sit in the bathroom for an hour,
Holding a warm wash cloth to my ear,
Which is the only thing that seems to help.
After the pain had eased a bit,
I decide that I'll sleep in my Papasan chair
(One of those bowl-chair thingies...)
And the last time I look at the clock before
I pass out it's about 3:30 AM.
Weds. -
I wake up at 7 AM when the alarm goes off for Sean.
And never really make it back to sleep.
The pain in my ear has returned,
So while I get ready, I hold a warm washcloth to my ear summore.
Skool goes okay, but come lunch time,
I'm hurting again, so I decide to go to the Walk-In Clinic.
I'm there for about 2 hours before I even get to see a nurse.
Then I have to wait for the doctor, who tells me I have a
"Nasty ear infection. Like 3 year olds have."
So then, on top of all of this,
I have to get a shot in my BUM.
Very lame.
I think Life decided to bitch slap me this week.
Thurs. -
I got a cyst removed from what the doctors called
My "sub-urethral/vaginal" area.
The sewn up area really doesn't hurt,
But my throat feels like the Sahara when I wake up.
And doesn't get any better through out the day.
I guess they intubated me, which fucking sucks.
Fri. -
My throat still fucking hurts,
PLUS I wake up with my nose clogged so tight
I can't break through it with a chisel.
And I'm hacking and coughing all day,
With my voice getting crappier and hoarser.
My mom suggests that it's perhaps not just
The intubation, that I must be sick.
Sat. -
I have Academic Challenge, but no work,
So I'm glad, my voice isn't up for radio work.
I hope upon hope that my voice and sinuses
Will clear up through out the day,
Because I DO have to work tomorrow.
No luck, by the evening I'm calling my boss
To see if someone else can work for me.
Sun. -
Big fucking suprise, there's a misunderstanding,
And no one covers my shift.
This chick Ramona calls me at 8:30
Wondering what's going on, and I just groan.
Sunday is about the peak of my crappiness,
And I just say what I need to and go back to sleep.
Mon. -
Still sick, but I've already missed a bunch of skool.
I go a and muddle my way through classes.
Tues. -
Yay the cold is finally clearing up!
It's still kinda crappy ('specially during band
Since I can't breath very well)
But I can tell it's getting better.
With renewed spirit I go to Sin City,
And half way through, my inner ear starts itching.
Which turns into twinges of pain,
Which turns to a constant aching.
By the midnight, I'm begging Sean to take me home,
So I can just take some meds and go to sleep.
Which, of course, doesn't happen.
I lay down, and every position seems to
Make the pain in my ear worse.
It feels like someone is eating my ear drum.
I sit in the bathroom for an hour,
Holding a warm wash cloth to my ear,
Which is the only thing that seems to help.
After the pain had eased a bit,
I decide that I'll sleep in my Papasan chair
(One of those bowl-chair thingies...)
And the last time I look at the clock before
I pass out it's about 3:30 AM.
Weds. -
I wake up at 7 AM when the alarm goes off for Sean.
And never really make it back to sleep.
The pain in my ear has returned,
So while I get ready, I hold a warm washcloth to my ear summore.
Skool goes okay, but come lunch time,
I'm hurting again, so I decide to go to the Walk-In Clinic.
I'm there for about 2 hours before I even get to see a nurse.
Then I have to wait for the doctor, who tells me I have a
"Nasty ear infection. Like 3 year olds have."
So then, on top of all of this,
I have to get a shot in my BUM.
Very lame.
I think Life decided to bitch slap me this week.