Jan 22, 2008 17:57
Yesterday was not a good day.
I woke up, gearing up for my first date with Amber. It was going to rule.
I felt kind of sickly though, but I was determined to make it through the day. We got to the mall to get Amber's laptop fix and I had to keep running to the bathroom, because I had to...uh...yeah, anyway.
We decided to cancel the date because I was pale as a ghost and according to Amber, looked like I was in the Mortal Kombat video game and needed finishing.
We tried to reassure her parents that I wasn't sick. I took a nap. Ate supper. Went upstairs. Amber took a shower. Amber returns. Amber checks my temperature and I have 102.4.
Yeah.
We dose me up with some medication. I wake up every hour to go the bathroom. My temperature goes down. I wake up in the morning and still feel like crap. Amber and I miss the first day of classes. Amber brings me home. I fall asleep.
Oh and my Mom is in the hospital again and things don't look good.
Yeah.
I wake up a couple times to go to the bathroom. I take some more meds. Drink a lot of water.
Oh and Heath Ledger (Brokeback Mountain/The Dark Knight) committed suicide.
Yeah.
So. I'm gonna go to the bathroom again and see if my Dad's home from the hospital.