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I feel very unaccountable lately. I haven't been getting all my things done, and I have missed a few classes. Oddly enough, the day I decide to get things back on track, I end up feeling ill. For whatever reason, I threw up this morning. I wasn't even feeling sick and out of nowhere, I couldn't contain my stomach. It was pretty nasty. I probably won't go to class today because I feel gross. I am supposed to go home with Sara tonight to spend the evening with her family and hang out with them tomorrow afternoon and Tom is supposed to come home with me to Marshall Saturday night to meet the family and hang out with the Honetschlager's for Easter, but I don't won't want any of these plans to change because of the sick-factor. Crap.
Yuck. I hate throwing up.
In other news, life has been really great lately. I donated blood for the first time on Wednesday. My iron count was impressively high, my blood pressure was great, and I made it without passing out. I felt very healthy. The last time I tried to donate, I got rejected whichmade me feel unhealthy. I have always been very fearful of donating but it was one of the things on my to-do-before-graduating list, so I feel accomplished. Of course, having a partner in donating crime was helpful as were the comforting hands and words of Lauren and my nice nurse lady.
I missed Shakespeare twice in a row. I can't afford to miss that class. Crap, crap, crap. Crap. Of all the days to start feeling sick.
Looking forward to: The onslaught of birthdays that are coming up in the next two weeks, being done with Shakespeare, the baseball party, the progressive dinner, ushering for Greater Tuna, Carmina BUrana performance,getting my photos back, the last quarter taps of the year, spring and summer weddings, summer clothes, DRIVING.
Dreading: The Shakespeare final, puking again (my stomach seems to be gaining momentum in its churning), all the reading I am behind on, the essay I have to write before Monday, my inbox-overflowing with junk about renaming food service, Schwan's, doing the dishes, the PRAXIS exam, Carmina rehearsals, DRIVING.
Yuck. I hate throwing up.
In other news, life has been really great lately. I donated blood for the first time on Wednesday. My iron count was impressively high, my blood pressure was great, and I made it without passing out. I felt very healthy. The last time I tried to donate, I got rejected whichmade me feel unhealthy. I have always been very fearful of donating but it was one of the things on my to-do-before-graduating list, so I feel accomplished. Of course, having a partner in donating crime was helpful as were the comforting hands and words of Lauren and my nice nurse lady.
I missed Shakespeare twice in a row. I can't afford to miss that class. Crap, crap, crap. Crap. Of all the days to start feeling sick.
Looking forward to: The onslaught of birthdays that are coming up in the next two weeks, being done with Shakespeare, the baseball party, the progressive dinner, ushering for Greater Tuna, Carmina BUrana performance,getting my photos back, the last quarter taps of the year, spring and summer weddings, summer clothes, DRIVING.
Dreading: The Shakespeare final, puking again (my stomach seems to be gaining momentum in its churning), all the reading I am behind on, the essay I have to write before Monday, my inbox-overflowing with junk about renaming food service, Schwan's, doing the dishes, the PRAXIS exam, Carmina rehearsals, DRIVING.