This week was not my week...
So this week has been pretty terrible. So if you don't want to hear about me whining and getting sick, stop reading now.
Monday, I woke up feeling pretty sick at 6:15. By 7:30, my mother found me going to the bathroom and puking. By the time she was done feeding the pets, she found me on the floor crying and literally screaming in pain, this lasted for over an hour my mom said.... This is why I'm afraid to live on my own. She wanted to take me to the hospital but I was too out of it, so she found a valium from 7 years ago when I had spinal surgery, it worked within minutes. She put me to bed and called me in sick. I slept most of the day.
Tuesday, still feeling sick, but not hallucinating or vomiting so I went to work (mostly because I don't have enough sick days). I skipped lunch so I could leave an hour early and go home to take a nap. I had to go to Athena's though... so I took the Mass Pike instead of my little back roads home. I was looking for a dime because I'm paranoid with tolls and I managed to look down long enough and took my foot off the break for just a few seconds (we were totally stopped) and I hit the car in front of me! Their car is fine, thank goodness! But my hood is crumpled. But my car is driveable, doesn't make weird noises, and doesn't smell. I'm pretty much fine... but this not an expense I want... It took the cop an hour to show up (by luck, he wasn't even responding to the call!), so much for a nap. I cried in front of total strangers. And I didn't go to Athena's. But I figured that I earned a treat, so I went to see Harry Potter with Sarah!
Wednesday night, I washed my hair with a sample of shampoo. It smelled great. I now have a rash from it on my face, neck, back, and chest!
This is not my week! I wish I had just spent it wrapped in gauze, hiding in my room. Hopefully next week, I win the lottery. The one benefit of this week though is that I had wonderful reasons to skip rehearsal.
Monday, I woke up feeling pretty sick at 6:15. By 7:30, my mother found me going to the bathroom and puking. By the time she was done feeding the pets, she found me on the floor crying and literally screaming in pain, this lasted for over an hour my mom said.... This is why I'm afraid to live on my own. She wanted to take me to the hospital but I was too out of it, so she found a valium from 7 years ago when I had spinal surgery, it worked within minutes. She put me to bed and called me in sick. I slept most of the day.
Tuesday, still feeling sick, but not hallucinating or vomiting so I went to work (mostly because I don't have enough sick days). I skipped lunch so I could leave an hour early and go home to take a nap. I had to go to Athena's though... so I took the Mass Pike instead of my little back roads home. I was looking for a dime because I'm paranoid with tolls and I managed to look down long enough and took my foot off the break for just a few seconds (we were totally stopped) and I hit the car in front of me! Their car is fine, thank goodness! But my hood is crumpled. But my car is driveable, doesn't make weird noises, and doesn't smell. I'm pretty much fine... but this not an expense I want... It took the cop an hour to show up (by luck, he wasn't even responding to the call!), so much for a nap. I cried in front of total strangers. And I didn't go to Athena's. But I figured that I earned a treat, so I went to see Harry Potter with Sarah!
Wednesday night, I washed my hair with a sample of shampoo. It smelled great. I now have a rash from it on my face, neck, back, and chest!
This is not my week! I wish I had just spent it wrapped in gauze, hiding in my room. Hopefully next week, I win the lottery. The one benefit of this week though is that I had wonderful reasons to skip rehearsal.