Urgh I feel ill.........
We had chinese (we being me and Rachel mainly, Alice had a little but wasn't really that hungry) and now my head is pounding and i feel nauseous.....all the more fool me for ingesting msg after being without it for so long.....oooooow....
After which we played singstar for a couple of hours. Rachel got SERIOUSLY into it whic was slightly unexpected and i think i killed her slightly with my (excellent) rendition of Destiny child's Survivor. Then Rachel went to bed and me and Alice attempted Assassins Creed before a good old game of Eye. I think i got her into it, let the addicton begin mwuhahahahahaha.....
I told Alice i was thinking of calling my new guinea pig 'Rincewind' and she seemed really pleased and suggested i called the other one 'Twoflower'. Either that or 'Death' in my opinion-which Rachel thought was a great idea. Tom thought something along the lines of 'The Luggage' but calling a guinea pig 'Luggage' seems a bit too surreal to me. It would be hilarious if Rincewind was timid, Luggage ate everything and Death stalked Rincewind around the hutch ominously. Much joy would be had by all (Sorry if you're not familier with the Discworld books, this probably makes no sense whatsoever).
I'm also having further issues with my health. It started weeks and weeks ago when i started getting ridiculously cold all the time. It was after a night out and when i tried to go to sleep i couldn't because i was way too cold-even though Tom slept fine when i insisted he shared my bed to help warmify me (He heats up like a bloody radiator when he goes to sleep). After that i started having to wear either my coat or a dressing gown to keep me at normal temperature. It wasn't until we realised that i was the only one who noticed the drop in climate that we thought to ask my Dad (who happens to be a doctor) what the hell could be wrong with me. Dad suggested it might be an underactive Thyroid. The Thyroid is basically the gland in the throat that realises chemicals to start up your metabolism when you eat. When it's underactive it doesn't release enough so that most of your food gets converted into fat instead of energy. The result of which can produce symptons such as Sluggishness (because you have no energy), a difficulty in losing weight (because most food is being converted straight into fat) and random side-effects like an increased sensitivity to cold.
Not to be a hypercondriac or anything (there WERE some symptons i don't have like dry skin and things) but i gradually realised that i've got those 3 symptons. I've recently been skipping lectures because they include a 2 mile walk in the morning and i simply don't have the energy to do it anymore. Laura and Tom were shocked when i told them that i can't eat more than 1200 calories without gaining weight (I didn't realise that was so bad, i was actually quite suprised by their reaction) and of course the coldness. Tom came into to see me yesterday while i was taking a nap. The heating was on so high he had to take off his top straight away and when i hugged him he was starting to sweat. At this point i had been snuggled under my duvet (heating on full here, remember) With a long sleeved top on and a jumper over that and was feeling pretty much normal. It's freaking me out slightly. Yet i'm really uite fascinated. I've never had anything this interesting wrong with me before! Sure it would suck if it IS an underactive Thyroid, cos even though that means free perscriptions for the rest of my life it does mean i'd have to take medication for just as long to be normal.
So whats stopping me? I HATE BLOOD TESTS. It's the only logical way of finding out whats wrong but i hate them so much. The one and only one i had was when i was ten and the nurse was such a bitch. I just remember it hurting a lot and refusing to stay still after she stuck me with the first one. I ended up having to go all the way to my Dads surgery to get him to do it and even then that was difficult. My veins are very not visible. They will have to root around to find a suitable one and i don't think i can stand that pain again. But i want to know whats wrong.
Aw well. Here's for the vain hope that informing them of my 'issues' will mean the try a different test. What? It might work.......
J