Don't be shocked now...
Yeah I'm alive. Sort of. Although I didn't really know if that was going to be the case for long on Tuesday night.
So I've been in my usual hole and just trying desperately to get all my work done. I think I'm officially done with Human Geography. He didn't get one of my assignments, but it's there in my sent box. I re-sent it and he gave me an A on it. Which reminds me... what did I get on that god awful map project that I hated doing? Okay just looked... 95 on that one. Everything is in the 90-95 range so I should be getting an A.
I had been working on Faulkner's The Unvanguished and then Tuesday night I went to babysit. Started not feeling well, but figured it was the usual feeling of nausea I've been getting for the past few months that even my doctors are shrugging off. So I ignored it for a while but when it didn't pass I texted Martine and asked when they might be coming home. I apologized, but explained I wasn't feeling well. They left right away but they were about 45 minutes away so by the time they got home I was miserable. She said I looked pale and I definitely felt awful. Fabian followed me home and I barely got into the house before throwing up. I forgot it was possible to be that sick. So all night I was throwing up and other unpleasantries literally every hour. By morning my mom woke me and told me she'd go into work late because she didn't feel comfortable leaving me home alone and asked if I'd called the doctor. I hadn't but said I would. The one day the doctor's office is closed... yeah. Lucky me. She took over trying to get through to the answering service and dealing with them. Finally we opted for the ER since we were concerned about dehydration. I called Martine and asked her if she could find out what it was like over there. She called back and said it was slow and to let me know when I was heading over and she'd meet me and try to get me through more quickly. By then the doctor finally called back and only said it was probably a stomach thing and nothing to be concerned with but not to eat or drink anything at all until 6-8 hours after the vomiting stopped. That's great but I was so dehyrdated it just wouldn't work. So we went over anyway. My mother took the opportunity to scream at me the entire ride over about the condition of the house and how things won't be ready for my graduation party and did I send out the invitations already because at this point she just wants to cancel it altogether. Nice. Thanks. I told her to drop me off at the door and go home. She did.
Colin found out I was at the hospital alone and was livid. He met me down there and then Martine came and got me into a room as quickly as she could. They pumped me full of IV fluids and did bloodwork. After a few hours they discharged me and I came home and slept for the next 24 hours.
So I was out of work the rest of the week obviously but took the time to catch up on reading. Attempted class on Thursday even though I shouldn't have because I simply couldn't miss class. Colin drove me down and I stayed for about an hour and then he came and got me again.The group presenting that day brought fried chicken and biscuits from KFC because the book takes place in the South so they decided to go with that Southern food theme. Cute, but nauseating for me.
Anyway... After that I immediately started on DH Lawrence's Sons and Lovers. Finished that yesterday and now today I want to do the paper and then... I should be done. Finished. Completely through with undergrad work. Alleluia.
I'm just so tired. Food is still eh. I'm eating yogurt, applesauce, and I had a sandwich yesterday but only half for lunch and then the other half for dinner. I have to figure out lunches for the week. Trying to think of what to do there... I don't much want sandwiches. What I had yesterday was from Panera. Just turkey and gouda. Anything else is really not very appealing so I don't know what I'm going to do.
Oh well. Anyway, I have to get to work.
Oh by the way? I got my cords last week for graduation. Went to the Honor Society Induction ceremony and got my fake certificate (the real one will be mailed to me) and my cords. And one of the two books I was supposed to get. The other they ran out of. :-( Oh wells. I also got a letter yesterday saying something about Dean's Scholars? I think that means I'm on the Dean's List. Unless everyone who graduates is a Dean's Scholar. lol! I don't know. Anyway... so that was a pleasant surprise. I'm just not entirely sure still... I don't know. Oh well. Is it bad that I have so little faith in myself? I've been getting As for the past few semesters now but still... I don't know how to explain it. Oh well. Doing my paper now.