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i hate when a day starts out so good and ends in the exact opposite. take Tuesday for instance. i spent most of the day with Zach, we got together around noon-ish which was a little later than our previously planned 11am, but that was his fault. sleepyhead calls me at about 10:15 to say he just woke up and still had yet to get ready and out the door, so as punishment i told him he had to come all the way to me instead of us meeting in the middle like we planned. although the point of him coming to me in the end was that Sam wanted us to go up to A&W for lunch since she was working and that's in the total opposite direction of Rutland and i didn't feel like wasting the gas. and also the extra time he took getting ready gave me time to get some chores done and do a little work on my history stuff since i had a midterm yesterday that i needed to "study" for. the only thing that seemed to be a bit of a hinderance was the fact that i woke up in the morning feeling a bit off, my stomach was not happy and i felt quite tired and just out of it. but i pushed it all aside and put on a happy face when Zach came through the door. we chatted for a while, he told me about his trip to NY over the weekend to see his old roommates, we discussed baseball... boring i know, but it was nice. then we finally hit the road for A&W. once there i really didin't have much of an appetite, i got a sandwich and ate about half of it. then Sam decided we should meet back with her at 3 when she got off her shift and spend some time with her. so we killed time around Middlebury and ran a few errands of our own, checked out movie times for Wall-E, that sort of stuff. but we didn't end up meeting with Sam until closer to 4 since her replacement didn't get in until 3:45 (Sam was NOT happy and i don't blame her) but Zach and I passed the time at a creemee stand enjoying the best part of the summer.
after spending some time driving around Midd with Sam and doing some errands with her, we made a pit stop at Hannafords to get some water because i could feel a migraine buzz coming on and i realized i'd hardly drank anything all day. after that Sam dropped us off and we made our way to the movie theater, which wasn't open yet, so we crossed the street to the bridge over the Otter Creek and watched the water for a while, it was nice but kind of boring and Zach didn't want to wander around while we waited so we just stayed there watching the falls. once the theater opened we grabbed our seats and i hunkered down and tried to get my buzzing brain to relax since i could feel the migraine getting worse. i had taken one of my pills earlier but it didn't seem to be working. but i ignored it through the movie and the laughter sort of helped me forget it was there. the ride home was a little less interesting, i purposely took the long "scenic" route home fully intending to talk with Zach about our situation, but i couldn't bring myself to do it and he got on the subject of his old boss and his alcohol problems so i let him chatter on while i wished i could just spit out what i wanted to say but was to afraid of because of the impending answer. once we got back to the house we said our goodbyes and i brought up the fact that we hadn't "talked" yet and he said "next time we will" but the problem was that i didn't know when next time would be. i now know that according to my schedule it's probably going to be sunday. but at the time i had no idea.
so after that whole thing i scooted inside to pack my bags for my grandmother's, Zach left, and i tossed my shit into my car and left 10 minutes later. the funny thing though was that we ended up meeting at the outskirts of rutland when i came up behind him on the turn to 103 to go to Chester/Springfield where we were heading. he had stopped at some point to talk to his brother so the 10 minutes i lost packing i gained back when he stopped. but anyway. this is where it starts to get bad. the whole drive to my grandmother's my migraine was getting worse, oncoming traffic was like someone flashing a 100 watt bulb directly into my eyes, and i felt beyond queasy. i booked it to my grandmother's house and as soon as i got there i grabbed my overnight bag, walked in, said i had a headache and was going to bed, and then went straight to the bathroom to throw up. and that's how my night from hell began. i tried to sleep it off but i ended up waking up almost every hour to go running to the bathroom, thank god i had my own in that room or i would have been beyond mortified. i HATE getting sick much less around other people. but by the time my 6am wakeup call came for class i was still in a world of hurt and couldn't even bear to look at the light of day. so i told my grandmother and mom that i wasn't going to class, wrote my two radiology teachers an apologetic e-mail, took another pill and passed out. i ended up waking up around 11:30 and my headache was almost gone so i rolled over and went back to sleep until 1:30 when i finally dragged myself out and started slowly rehydrating myself back to normalcy. i still had to go in to school for the history midterm but i just banged that thing out in an hour and went straight home. i chatted with Sam and my brother for a bit but i was still so wiped from the previous night that i ended up crawling into bed around 11 and conking out.
it was just a bad, bad night. and i'm still not fully recovered. i'm still trying to rehydrate and every now and then i still feel a little twinge of pain over my left eye, which is my migraine eye. i don't think i've had one that bad in a really long time. it kind of scares me that it lasted that long, i've never had one carry over into the next day, usually i can sleep them off. but i guess there's a first time for everything. i just have to keep an eye on them, if they start getting frequent again it's time to worry. frequent and prolonged migraines can lead to stroke and other brain disorders, and i'm far too young to have brain problems thank you very much. i like my brain how it is.
but it's getting quite late, i'm still very tired and my mom seems to have plans of me cleaning the house top to bottom tomorrow so i'm going to need all the sleep i can get. let's just hope another night like that never happens again. shall we?
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after spending some time driving around Midd with Sam and doing some errands with her, we made a pit stop at Hannafords to get some water because i could feel a migraine buzz coming on and i realized i'd hardly drank anything all day. after that Sam dropped us off and we made our way to the movie theater, which wasn't open yet, so we crossed the street to the bridge over the Otter Creek and watched the water for a while, it was nice but kind of boring and Zach didn't want to wander around while we waited so we just stayed there watching the falls. once the theater opened we grabbed our seats and i hunkered down and tried to get my buzzing brain to relax since i could feel the migraine getting worse. i had taken one of my pills earlier but it didn't seem to be working. but i ignored it through the movie and the laughter sort of helped me forget it was there. the ride home was a little less interesting, i purposely took the long "scenic" route home fully intending to talk with Zach about our situation, but i couldn't bring myself to do it and he got on the subject of his old boss and his alcohol problems so i let him chatter on while i wished i could just spit out what i wanted to say but was to afraid of because of the impending answer. once we got back to the house we said our goodbyes and i brought up the fact that we hadn't "talked" yet and he said "next time we will" but the problem was that i didn't know when next time would be. i now know that according to my schedule it's probably going to be sunday. but at the time i had no idea.
so after that whole thing i scooted inside to pack my bags for my grandmother's, Zach left, and i tossed my shit into my car and left 10 minutes later. the funny thing though was that we ended up meeting at the outskirts of rutland when i came up behind him on the turn to 103 to go to Chester/Springfield where we were heading. he had stopped at some point to talk to his brother so the 10 minutes i lost packing i gained back when he stopped. but anyway. this is where it starts to get bad. the whole drive to my grandmother's my migraine was getting worse, oncoming traffic was like someone flashing a 100 watt bulb directly into my eyes, and i felt beyond queasy. i booked it to my grandmother's house and as soon as i got there i grabbed my overnight bag, walked in, said i had a headache and was going to bed, and then went straight to the bathroom to throw up. and that's how my night from hell began. i tried to sleep it off but i ended up waking up almost every hour to go running to the bathroom, thank god i had my own in that room or i would have been beyond mortified. i HATE getting sick much less around other people. but by the time my 6am wakeup call came for class i was still in a world of hurt and couldn't even bear to look at the light of day. so i told my grandmother and mom that i wasn't going to class, wrote my two radiology teachers an apologetic e-mail, took another pill and passed out. i ended up waking up around 11:30 and my headache was almost gone so i rolled over and went back to sleep until 1:30 when i finally dragged myself out and started slowly rehydrating myself back to normalcy. i still had to go in to school for the history midterm but i just banged that thing out in an hour and went straight home. i chatted with Sam and my brother for a bit but i was still so wiped from the previous night that i ended up crawling into bed around 11 and conking out.
it was just a bad, bad night. and i'm still not fully recovered. i'm still trying to rehydrate and every now and then i still feel a little twinge of pain over my left eye, which is my migraine eye. i don't think i've had one that bad in a really long time. it kind of scares me that it lasted that long, i've never had one carry over into the next day, usually i can sleep them off. but i guess there's a first time for everything. i just have to keep an eye on them, if they start getting frequent again it's time to worry. frequent and prolonged migraines can lead to stroke and other brain disorders, and i'm far too young to have brain problems thank you very much. i like my brain how it is.
but it's getting quite late, i'm still very tired and my mom seems to have plans of me cleaning the house top to bottom tomorrow so i'm going to need all the sleep i can get. let's just hope another night like that never happens again. shall we?
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