Woah.
SO - I guess when I decide to take 2 Vicodin at 9:35PM - I should have foreshadowed waking up at 1:15AM after having crazy dream and night sweats.
Although I do enjoy taking Vicodin (For Pleasure) I don't like taking it when I am sick but it seems to be the only thing that will stop my coughing fits that would otherwise result in me throwing up and getting only 1 hour of sleep.
CVS in ATX - gave me one pill extra.
I am currently on - Advair, Albuteral, Amoxicillin, Steroids 40 Mgs a day, Vicodin (and soon to come Vaginal Goodness Creams) Sorry, TMI.
Being sick since January 20th has truly dominated my semester - yet it has put some things in perspective for me.
I am real grateful that I have 2 friends that have now sat with me in emergency rooms for 5 hours and dominated the nursing station yelling and screaming ( I am generally not like that - so that's a big deal).
( I ended up there Sunday night - partially because I was getting worse, and the other part because my mom is so stressed out because of the worrying she has been doing for all of her daughters that she yelled at me to go " I just can't take this - Erynn is in Fiji and you YOU just won't get better...DAMNT EDEN GO TO THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW - YOU HERE ME.")
I love my mom so much.
All of this friend business has made me come to the conclusion that - I believe it is in a female's nature to talk and vent to other women about other women ( I have never found it wrong to talk to a boyfriend about these things). It doesn't offend me, nor do I care - I just think it happens. What matters is that my friends are there for me when I need them, because when it comes down to it that shows they care more than anything else - not that she said something silly about how you were acting last week on your period.
It's when they stop caring that I will stop caring.
Martha's mom called me and it was so cute (her English is not 100% perfect) to tell me that I should only drink warm/room temp. liquids and that it is a cultural thing and she truly with all her heart recommends I give it a shot for a day. So I have been - lots of room temp. Water (WHICH I hate btw this is a big step for me tastes like pee in my eyes) and chamomile tea - which I love. I am going to try a lot harder to drink tea.
Lastly, Friday night I hit up some GAY bars - Rainbow Cattle Comp (Mainly Les) and Rain (Mainly dudes).
In both my roommate and I were, more so than not immediately eyed as *straighties* and I officially got the first guy bounced out of a bar in my life - go figure it was in a gay bar? I got hit on by a lesbian which I 1000% ENJOYED.
Looking at the set of people at the older bar (RBCC) it really made me fathom the idea that some people just give up and are so desperate for companionship that they settle for either sex.
I think it's very possible.
Meanwhile some HOT ass Tranny came in and repped the dance floor HARD - I envy her legs and her spirit.
Although I do enjoy taking Vicodin (For Pleasure) I don't like taking it when I am sick but it seems to be the only thing that will stop my coughing fits that would otherwise result in me throwing up and getting only 1 hour of sleep.
CVS in ATX - gave me one pill extra.
I am currently on - Advair, Albuteral, Amoxicillin, Steroids 40 Mgs a day, Vicodin (and soon to come Vaginal Goodness Creams) Sorry, TMI.
Being sick since January 20th has truly dominated my semester - yet it has put some things in perspective for me.
I am real grateful that I have 2 friends that have now sat with me in emergency rooms for 5 hours and dominated the nursing station yelling and screaming ( I am generally not like that - so that's a big deal).
( I ended up there Sunday night - partially because I was getting worse, and the other part because my mom is so stressed out because of the worrying she has been doing for all of her daughters that she yelled at me to go " I just can't take this - Erynn is in Fiji and you YOU just won't get better...DAMNT EDEN GO TO THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW - YOU HERE ME.")
I love my mom so much.
All of this friend business has made me come to the conclusion that - I believe it is in a female's nature to talk and vent to other women about other women ( I have never found it wrong to talk to a boyfriend about these things). It doesn't offend me, nor do I care - I just think it happens. What matters is that my friends are there for me when I need them, because when it comes down to it that shows they care more than anything else - not that she said something silly about how you were acting last week on your period.
It's when they stop caring that I will stop caring.
Martha's mom called me and it was so cute (her English is not 100% perfect) to tell me that I should only drink warm/room temp. liquids and that it is a cultural thing and she truly with all her heart recommends I give it a shot for a day. So I have been - lots of room temp. Water (WHICH I hate btw this is a big step for me tastes like pee in my eyes) and chamomile tea - which I love. I am going to try a lot harder to drink tea.
Lastly, Friday night I hit up some GAY bars - Rainbow Cattle Comp (Mainly Les) and Rain (Mainly dudes).
In both my roommate and I were, more so than not immediately eyed as *straighties* and I officially got the first guy bounced out of a bar in my life - go figure it was in a gay bar? I got hit on by a lesbian which I 1000% ENJOYED.
Looking at the set of people at the older bar (RBCC) it really made me fathom the idea that some people just give up and are so desperate for companionship that they settle for either sex.
I think it's very possible.
Meanwhile some HOT ass Tranny came in and repped the dance floor HARD - I envy her legs and her spirit.