Ow ow ow ow ow.

Okay, God. I get it. Now knock it off or you might inadvertantly kill me.

Thanks,
Christina



Today is frustrating the living hell out of me. First off? The 504 office screwed up my pay by not signing all the right authorization codes and now I might not get the extra $70 I'm owed this pay period, either. Grr. Second off? I have to get my prescription filled tomorrow, since I'm too busy today. Third off? I'm so behind on the Dickinson paper. After my recital tonight, I have to plant myself back in the lab and pray. Fourth off? Ow. I got a massive pain in the middle of my pianist rehearsal today. Christ. If this is how the next two weeks are going to be, I'd like to just die now, thanks.

So. In all the pharmaceutical drama, I forgot that I have a 7-10 page paper due tomorrow. I bumped into a classmate who told me it's not technically due until 5pm tomorrow, but nonetheless, I shall live in the lab until it is done. I'm so nervous that I'll basically stutter out a final paper for my favorite professor.

In other news, my performance tonight was passable, and I have another performance for jazz night (with a back-up band!) on Thursday, 8pm.


Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...

Hello! I'm not dead!

Thank you, thank you to the many of you who wished me well.

I actually read all of your get well comments on Mike's computer Saturday night while I was waiting to be admitted to the hospital. The pains got to be pretty bad, and by mid-afternoon on Saturday, Mike stopped me in my tracks after my umpteenth trip to the bathroom and told me that we were going to the hospital, so pack a bag. He and my parents sat with me for 6 hours in the ER where I had blood drawn, urinalysis, an upper GI sonogram... they even gave me painkillers through a needle in the back of my hand (um, ow). I have acute gastritis complicated by a smaller issue. So, I'm on an antibiotic, plus Nexium. I was also given percoset (sp?) for the pain, but since one pill of that hit me like a bus, I think I'll stick to Aleeve. They also proscribed something for nausea, but to be quite frank, it's cheaper just to puke. Today was my follow-up with my personal doc, and I'm finally back on campus.

I did, however, insist on coming back last night for my opera scenes performance. It went quite well, even though I felt quite horrible by the end of it from all the running and singing. As of now, I'm not doubled over, and things should steadily get better. I'm gonna walk down to Rite Aid tomorrow to get the rest of my Nexium prescription filled, and I'll be well on my way to not feeling like crapola.

Awesome.