Dec 07, 2009 01:09
So I'm fairly certain that my semester has officially hit rock bottom.
Friday was the Chancellor's Christmas Party. A few of us from Choir went and sang for the Faculty and Staff, which was nice. I enjoy singing.
After, we were allowed to have the light refreshments available. We hung out and had a grand old time.
Next we were off to the office party at a lawyers downtown. I started feeling a little sick, but I figured that it was stress and the like. We went on and they seemed to really appriciate us, which was cute. In the middle of our last songs I began to feel the churning of the stomach and my mouth began to water. I ran off as soon as the song ended, found a trash can in the corner and spewed. Luckily I didn't get any on the floor or anything in case someone was wondering >.<
But, the rest of the choir sang and then after we left, getting some air. Luckily Erica drove and we were on our way back to campus. i started feeling sick again and told Erica. she pulled over so fast! here i proceeded to get sick on the side of the road for the first time since I was about five. (And i wasn't even drunk!)
Erica, Ben, Matt and the other girl in erica's car were all super nice and after my dinner left me we finally made it back to campus.
I went back to my room where Holly, Travis, and Mary Ellen were hanging out in the common room. I told them what had happened, but that I wasn't feeling all that horrible, more surprised than anything. However, pretty soon I was throwing up about twice an hour. The problem with that was that after the second or third time everything that had actually been in my stomach was no longer there. Even when I tried to just drink water it wouldn't stay down.
About midnight my roomates decided that we should take a trip to Lowell General. I sat in the waiting room for the ER for 4 1/2 hours with very little activity of people actually going into the ER. they wouldn't even let me have water because they said I would just throw it up. Of COURSE I'm just going to throw it up... Would you rather me expell the water in my system or more of the acid in my stomach?
Because I was falling asleep in the chair and my roomates thought I was looking better (and at the rate we were going I wouldn't have been called for another few hours) So back to the dorm we went. I went to bed, woke up and slept on and off pretty much the rest of the entire day on saturday.
So, my semester officially hit rock bottom this weekend. Our Paramedic Friend, Steve, was quite convinced it was Food Poisoning. All I had to eat was at the Chancellor's christmas party. Mary Ellen kept saying she was going to write the chancellor. But he doesn't respond to emails so...
but... it didn't help my plans of getting a whole lot of work done this weekend. I got most of my score analyzed and a lesson plan written, but I was kinda hoping I could get most of my Keroack project done. And all this weekend did was pretty much mess up my sleep schedule. Boo.
but I did catch up on some A-Team in between my sleep marathons. Good for me. :)
Now- back to work.