This day SUCKED.
Before my sucky day, I talked to Jake for the first time in like, a
year for about 5 minutes, and I told him I tried everything to make my
cold go away, and he said, 'Have you tried Orange Juice? :P" and I was
like," that sounds like a good idea."
Okay, so all night I couldn't sleep. I got a couple a minutes, but I was hacking phlem, my nose was running, and I couldn't breathe most of the night. I woke my mother up so she could put vapor rub on me, because I can't really get all the spots on my back, and I could not breathe. Finally, it was about 6:53 and she looked at me as I woke up from a 5 minute sleep, and she told me to take my temperature. I took it, and the thermometer replied, "Your Temperature is 100.3" So my mom told me to just lay down, and she left messages on the doctor's phone to take me back. I went there a week ago, for my ears and my allergies, so I found it strange.
The doctor's office doesn't open until 8 am, so I laid miserably on the bed, and I said to my mom, 'Shit. So does that mean I can't go to school today and help with registration?" "Nope." "Damn. What about Therapy?" "When we go to the doctor, it depends on whatever they say you have." "All righty. Can I call Ms. Corris to let her know I'm not going to school?" "Yeah."
So she gave me her phone, and I called her. Surprisingly, she was awake and it was a little comforting. I told her about my temperature, and she told me that she actually wasn't going to school today, because one of my good friend's sister was/is in labor, and she's only 14-15. And her own family couldn't be there, so she'd go so she wouldn't be alone. Ms. Corris told me she'd leave a message with my Leadership Teacher, that I wasn't coming. And we said our goodbyes and she told me to call her if my brother can help out. And I did after two hours.
After I got off the phone, my mother and I got dressed, waiting for the doctor's receptionist to call us. She left another message, and we watched Good Morning America. After it was about...9 something, My mom called back and the woman said, "He's open at 9:30 am" and my mom took it. Only it was about 9:05 and my mom's car broke down, so we had to take the bus. We dragged Isaac along, and I was wearing a hat, a scarf, a thick sweater, my P.J's and my shoes. I brought my theraputic pillow along, a bottle of Kool-aid, and my box of tissues. It took us 40 minutes to get there, and we were late. X.x
When we finally saw a nurse first, the took my temperature again, And it has risen. "101.6" And I told my mother, "I feel like a gack face." And she started laughing. When the doctor came in, the first thing he said to me was, "OMG. Why are your lips and tounge red?" "..I was drinking kool-aid?" "Ohhh. Don't do that to me. I was about to tell the nurses to get you to the emergency room." And it made me laugh, but It ended up into hacking. He told me I had a viral infection somewhere in my body, most likely my chest, and the reason my ears hurt was because my Lymph nodes were swollen. Dr. Zandi said he wouldn't give me another anti-biodic, but that I needed lots of rest, fluids, and soup. And that it would take about a week to get better, but that Its mandatory for me to go to my first week of school. I nodded and we left.
We went to Safeway, Got some soup, Kitten Chow, Orange Juice (courtesy of Jake) and a few more things. We got on the bus AGAIN with all of our crap, and went near my aunts house, got another bus to Eastmont, got ANOTHER bus that dropped us a crosswalk away from the house. We went in, dropped off all our stuff, and we went on the bus AGAIN to take Isaac to his therapy. We arrived at Downtown...but the bus never came. So Isaac left a message with his therapist, telling him the bus was having a hissy-fit, therefore it wouldn't come. After crossing the street and it being 1:05 pm, And his appointment started at 12:30, and that it would take more than 25 minutes to arrive there, we got on the bus going home...but My aunt called and said my Uncle's cousin was fixing my mother's car. So we went BACK over to Eastmont, Bought some ice cream (my throat was parched), and we went to Auto Zone to buy some brake fluid because he was changing my mom's shocks, front and back brakes. We had a choice to wait in the Heat, or walk to my aunts house, and we decided to walk with the bus passing us by. And I almost fainted from being so tired, and my stomach hurt because I ate some soup, but hadn't been eating for about a day and a half from being sick.
I slept at my aunts house for 25 minutes, and then we left again, but this time, in the car! So we got home in 5 minutes, and I collasped on the bed. At 8 pm, I woke up, and I took some pills to help relieve my symptoms and I ate some Chicken and stars, but I started coughing really hard and I threw up a quarter of it. And well...Now I'm posting this.
While we were on the 40L bus going downtown to take Isaac to his therapy appointment, my mother got a call from the D.A, Tom. And he had some bad news regarding my father's case. Supposedably, about a week or two ago, My father FINALLY pleaded guilty and agreed to 24 years of prison and probahtion, but now...he's backing out, saying things like, "Oh well my lawyer didn't correctly inform me about the sentences.....I want to go to trial." So Now, Instead of him getting sentenced on September 21st, I have to testify in court, most likely to the judge first, and if a jury gets involved, I have to deal with that damned Cross Examiner. "But," Tom said, "It is most likely that the Judge will NOT allow him to back out. But if we go to trial, he can actually get more years." And my Mother's face brightened up again.
I believe we can send letters to the district attorney, stating about how much this shit has affected my life, and we can pack on even more years. Which I think is good, because some of my best friend's are great with words and persuasion. But yeah.
There goes my day.
*Edit* I went to registration on Wednesday, And these are My Classes.
"A" Period [Jazz Band] - Porter (Dude. Before 8 in the morning. Jazz band BETTER be good this year. >.<)
"1st" Period [English] - Bibo (What more could I say than Awesome?)
"2nd" Period [General Science] - HB (...He hated me two years ago...)
"3rd" Period [American History] - Bibo (:D)
"4th" Period [Journalism] - Hughes (Perfect <33)
"5th" Period [Leadership] - Hudson (Awesome Woman <3)
"6th" Period [Algebra 1] - Harper (Again, but Last year was Pre-Algebra)
"7th" Period [Geometry] - McCall (He's supposed to be good. =O)
"8th" Period [Peforming Arts] - Corris (<3333333333333333333333333333)
Okay, so all night I couldn't sleep. I got a couple a minutes, but I was hacking phlem, my nose was running, and I couldn't breathe most of the night. I woke my mother up so she could put vapor rub on me, because I can't really get all the spots on my back, and I could not breathe. Finally, it was about 6:53 and she looked at me as I woke up from a 5 minute sleep, and she told me to take my temperature. I took it, and the thermometer replied, "Your Temperature is 100.3" So my mom told me to just lay down, and she left messages on the doctor's phone to take me back. I went there a week ago, for my ears and my allergies, so I found it strange.
The doctor's office doesn't open until 8 am, so I laid miserably on the bed, and I said to my mom, 'Shit. So does that mean I can't go to school today and help with registration?" "Nope." "Damn. What about Therapy?" "When we go to the doctor, it depends on whatever they say you have." "All righty. Can I call Ms. Corris to let her know I'm not going to school?" "Yeah."
So she gave me her phone, and I called her. Surprisingly, she was awake and it was a little comforting. I told her about my temperature, and she told me that she actually wasn't going to school today, because one of my good friend's sister was/is in labor, and she's only 14-15. And her own family couldn't be there, so she'd go so she wouldn't be alone. Ms. Corris told me she'd leave a message with my Leadership Teacher, that I wasn't coming. And we said our goodbyes and she told me to call her if my brother can help out. And I did after two hours.
After I got off the phone, my mother and I got dressed, waiting for the doctor's receptionist to call us. She left another message, and we watched Good Morning America. After it was about...9 something, My mom called back and the woman said, "He's open at 9:30 am" and my mom took it. Only it was about 9:05 and my mom's car broke down, so we had to take the bus. We dragged Isaac along, and I was wearing a hat, a scarf, a thick sweater, my P.J's and my shoes. I brought my theraputic pillow along, a bottle of Kool-aid, and my box of tissues. It took us 40 minutes to get there, and we were late. X.x
When we finally saw a nurse first, the took my temperature again, And it has risen. "101.6" And I told my mother, "I feel like a gack face." And she started laughing. When the doctor came in, the first thing he said to me was, "OMG. Why are your lips and tounge red?" "..I was drinking kool-aid?" "Ohhh. Don't do that to me. I was about to tell the nurses to get you to the emergency room." And it made me laugh, but It ended up into hacking. He told me I had a viral infection somewhere in my body, most likely my chest, and the reason my ears hurt was because my Lymph nodes were swollen. Dr. Zandi said he wouldn't give me another anti-biodic, but that I needed lots of rest, fluids, and soup. And that it would take about a week to get better, but that Its mandatory for me to go to my first week of school. I nodded and we left.
We went to Safeway, Got some soup, Kitten Chow, Orange Juice (courtesy of Jake) and a few more things. We got on the bus AGAIN with all of our crap, and went near my aunts house, got another bus to Eastmont, got ANOTHER bus that dropped us a crosswalk away from the house. We went in, dropped off all our stuff, and we went on the bus AGAIN to take Isaac to his therapy. We arrived at Downtown...but the bus never came. So Isaac left a message with his therapist, telling him the bus was having a hissy-fit, therefore it wouldn't come. After crossing the street and it being 1:05 pm, And his appointment started at 12:30, and that it would take more than 25 minutes to arrive there, we got on the bus going home...but My aunt called and said my Uncle's cousin was fixing my mother's car. So we went BACK over to Eastmont, Bought some ice cream (my throat was parched), and we went to Auto Zone to buy some brake fluid because he was changing my mom's shocks, front and back brakes. We had a choice to wait in the Heat, or walk to my aunts house, and we decided to walk with the bus passing us by. And I almost fainted from being so tired, and my stomach hurt because I ate some soup, but hadn't been eating for about a day and a half from being sick.
I slept at my aunts house for 25 minutes, and then we left again, but this time, in the car! So we got home in 5 minutes, and I collasped on the bed. At 8 pm, I woke up, and I took some pills to help relieve my symptoms and I ate some Chicken and stars, but I started coughing really hard and I threw up a quarter of it. And well...Now I'm posting this.
While we were on the 40L bus going downtown to take Isaac to his therapy appointment, my mother got a call from the D.A, Tom. And he had some bad news regarding my father's case. Supposedably, about a week or two ago, My father FINALLY pleaded guilty and agreed to 24 years of prison and probahtion, but now...he's backing out, saying things like, "Oh well my lawyer didn't correctly inform me about the sentences.....I want to go to trial." So Now, Instead of him getting sentenced on September 21st, I have to testify in court, most likely to the judge first, and if a jury gets involved, I have to deal with that damned Cross Examiner. "But," Tom said, "It is most likely that the Judge will NOT allow him to back out. But if we go to trial, he can actually get more years." And my Mother's face brightened up again.
I believe we can send letters to the district attorney, stating about how much this shit has affected my life, and we can pack on even more years. Which I think is good, because some of my best friend's are great with words and persuasion. But yeah.
There goes my day.
*Edit* I went to registration on Wednesday, And these are My Classes.
"A" Period [Jazz Band] - Porter (Dude. Before 8 in the morning. Jazz band BETTER be good this year. >.<)
"1st" Period [English] - Bibo (What more could I say than Awesome?)
"2nd" Period [General Science] - HB (...He hated me two years ago...)
"3rd" Period [American History] - Bibo (:D)
"4th" Period [Journalism] - Hughes (Perfect <33)
"5th" Period [Leadership] - Hudson (Awesome Woman <3)
"6th" Period [Algebra 1] - Harper (Again, but Last year was Pre-Algebra)
"7th" Period [Geometry] - McCall (He's supposed to be good. =O)
"8th" Period [Peforming Arts] - Corris (<3333333333333333333333333333)