Wierd
So...I've been diagnosed with late onset migraines. Fun stuff. Apparently I've been having them the last two months, and just thought they were monster headaches. The latest one happened Monday, and they had to drug me up in the ER just to get it to go away. Then they told me that there was good news, and bad news. The bad news is, I have migraines (weeeee!) The good news is, I have whats called an aura, which is a warning that a migraine is coming. Mine happens about an hour prior and is a really intense sensation akin to someone jabbing randomly in to my skull with an ice pick. Fun!
Anyway, I've been feeling real weird as of late. Something doesnt feel right, and I can't put my finger on it. I think it has something to do with my reverse Midas syndrome. Whereas everything Midas touched turned to gold, everything I touch somehow falls to shit. And in my currently relationship, I'm praying to every God and Goddess I've ever known that it never happens. I'm 100% happy, something I havent felt in a long time. I've had some good past relationships, but its always been tainted by issues on both sides, or distance, or a combination.
So we start Directed Clinical Practicum on Thursday (fancy name for we go to the hospital and do our job) I'll be working at Veterans Affairs, so mainly I'll be sitting around playing spades with old guys and exchanging war stories.
Should be fun...I love spades.
Anyway, have fun people. Wish me luck for DCP!
Anyway, I've been feeling real weird as of late. Something doesnt feel right, and I can't put my finger on it. I think it has something to do with my reverse Midas syndrome. Whereas everything Midas touched turned to gold, everything I touch somehow falls to shit. And in my currently relationship, I'm praying to every God and Goddess I've ever known that it never happens. I'm 100% happy, something I havent felt in a long time. I've had some good past relationships, but its always been tainted by issues on both sides, or distance, or a combination.
So we start Directed Clinical Practicum on Thursday (fancy name for we go to the hospital and do our job) I'll be working at Veterans Affairs, so mainly I'll be sitting around playing spades with old guys and exchanging war stories.
Should be fun...I love spades.
Anyway, have fun people. Wish me luck for DCP!