Feb 22, 2009 22:27
I guess I probably should have updated this in case anyone was actually tracking Teh Sick. In any case, I am better now (though my roommate has managed to catch an awful sounding cold/flu/infection/thing that I hope I won't get, because that would be 3 episodes of sick in two months, please no). It took me well over a week to be fully functional though; I tried to go in to work a week after the first urgent care episode, and ended up with Chris sending me home after I collapsed in a chair in the break room and felt like my chest was constricting. Not cool at all.
I also lost at least 5 pounds and one or two pant-sizes from not eating for almost a week, and I'm still working on gaining that weight back. (It felt really awkward, wearing one of my favorite pairs of pants and feeling like it was going to fall off.) I find it ironic and rather depressing that I'm losing weight when I'm in the minority group that really doesn't need or want to. My counselor still thinks I'm anorexic half the time I walk into her office. (And I'm pretty sure I'm not anorexic, given that I think I look too skinny and I do my best to eat every few hours. Sometimes I forget, but usually I remember to have three meals and a couple snacks a day. So I think I've been successfully warding off the ana.)
But anyway, I have a megaload of midterm papers and projects to finish up, so I should be getting back to those. Bah.