Out of the hospital and back into training.

Jul 25, 2005 23:50

Well, I'm finally out of the hospital. I seriously considered sneaking out at least twice, but decided it would be prudent to find out what was wrong with me. Not to mention Shizune-san or someone would probably be more than a little upset with me and I might have to wait even longer to take the Jounin Exam. Well, it appears that as usual, I can be my own worst enemy. But I was allowed to check out, provided I promised to eat more regularly, take something to help me sleep for a little while, stay with light training until further notice and come back in if I felt really sick and dizzy again.

So far I've had problems with all of the above. I went through my shelves and found I'm a bit low on nearly everything, which necessitated a shopping trip, during which I found out a little more about the rescue effort- and that Lee has apparently dropped everything to rush to Sakura's rescue. And if they find out about this, Naruto and Sasuke will be right behind him.

I know why I'm not on the rescue team- as I am now, I'm more of a liability than a help. I can reason all I like, but I still hate being able to do nothing. That's part of why I decided to become a shinobi to begin with... because when the people who I cared about the most in the world were in danger, I couldn't do anything to help them. I never wanted to feel that helpless again.

So I returned with my groceries, went off to get my prescription filled, found that I misplaced the slip and had to go get another one from the hospital. I finally got it filled, then decided to get some training in. I wasn't really sure how much counted as 'light' so I did about half of what I usually do and skipped my sword katas entirely. Which was probably a mistake... By the time I was finished, it was getting late and I didn't really want to make dinner even something relatively simple so I went out for ramen instead. I would have asked Konohamaru if he wanted to go, but I was too hungry to wait.

And now I'm staring at my ceiling debating whether or not to take those pills. I think I'll count to a thousand or something and if I'm not asleep by the end, I'll give in and take some. But I really hate taking anything to help me sleep- I always end up oversleeping and feeling half-asleep for hours later! *sigh* One, two, three, four, five...a hundred...four hundred and eleven...
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