Ha! Take that everyone that thinks I know what I'm doing. In fact, I don't.
Whatever.
Anyway, I moved things, and didn't do a very good job of it, so...I think I'll try not to do that again. I don't know why my little book thingy won't work anymore, it should from what I can tell, but it doesn't. So I gave up on it. I'll just write about books in the regular spot. It'll give me something to write about, because lets be honest, my life...not that interesting!
I'm just typing this to fill up the blank yellow page. I'm thinking about changing that actually. I'm fairly tired of yellow, surely there must be a better colour out there. I'll have to think on that for a while...
I decided to change hosts, and in the process I think I broke everything.
I'm trying to figure it all out, but so far not having a whole lot of luck. I'm just testing this to see if when I post a new entry all the old stuff disappears.
Here's hoping it doesn't!
I get sick every year around this time. Although, I think this year it's settled in a little bit earlier than usual. Last year the week before Christmas I had no voice at all, and was swaying on my feet I was so weak. But, I trucked on through it, and was fine. I tried my best not to have to speak to too many customers, so no cash register work, but aside from that I was mostly ok.
It's started this year. Last night at work I could feel it coming on. The dryness in the back of my throat that just won't go away no matter how much water I had to drink. The slight tinge of soreness when I tried to swallow, and just a little bit of something in my ears. This morning? My glands are swollen, I can barely swallow, my ears feel slightly sore, and I have a bit of a fever.
The smart thing to do would be to go see the doctor, right? Yeah, the doctor doesn't have an appointment until Wednesday. In fact, they didn't even book me in for that appointment. The lady I spoke with said, that's too long to wait, let me have a nurse call you back. It's been two hours, and no nurse.
I considered going off to the emergency room. And I still might do that, but just as I was about ready to leave, my throat stopped hurting quite so much. I know that this doesn't mean that I'm getting better, it just means that it's the middle of the day when I always feel better, no matter what the illness and that later, it's going to be much, much worse. But, going into the emergency room feeling mostly fine seems like a grand waste of time. Of course, when I have to drive myself over there at 1am and spend the whole night there, I'll wish I'd gotten over there earlier in the day.
There are several reasons I'm worried about this. A) I can't take time off work. I do have 8 sick days, but there is nobody else to work if I'm not there. B) It's Christmas soon and I'd like to be healthy. C) One of the girls at work had these very same symptoms last weekend, and now she's been admitted to the hospital. I don't know what she's got, but I assume because it was left for so long it got worse. (Hello Doctors office, are you listening to me?!?)
Anyway, I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do at the moment, but if it gets worse later on today I'll be off to the hospital for sure.
I've admitted that it's going to sound terrible from the outset, so please...just don't say anything.
A while ago I was sick. Well, perhaps sick is the wrong word for it. Basically my gallbladder let me down and filled with stones, which caused excrutiating pain whenever I ate anything. And yes, I do mean anything. It got to the point where I was eating turkey on plain bread with mustard every day for lunch, and fresh pasta with plain tomato sauce on top for dinner every day. Not much variation there.
Since that point I've lost a lot of weight. I don't notice it much, I look in the mirror and see myself the way I've always been. Although, since winter has hit, I've noticed that all of my winter clothes are absolutely huge. Not such a terrible thing really. And, when I see people whom I haven't seen in a long time I hear just how great I look, or sometimes that I need to eat.
So here's the terrible part. Because there are still things that cause incredible pain, and that mildly upset my stomach I'm hesistant to eat sometimes. Because really, why would I want to cause myself unneccesary pain? And as such, I think that sometimes I mistake hunger for feeling ill. I don't do it often, and I ususally realize what's going on while it's happening and I eat, and I feel better.
It hit me again today. I spent the morning at work running around like a crazy person trying to get everything done that I needed to, and in the back of my mind was that I wasn't feeling great. Eventually I went off for lunch and I realized that it wasn't that I wasn't feeling great, it's that I was incredibly hungry.
Yes, clearly I have a problem. I really don't think that a visit to the doctor is going to help though, so please resist telling me to go. I hear that often enough from people, and it's not that I'm avoiding it on purpose, I just really don't know that there's anything to be done. She's given me some pills that I take with food that help, but they don't always. So...what can I do?
Ok, I get that it's the first of December, and that because of this, we've officially entered into crazy Christmas mode, but...Rudolph, already?! Isn't this something they should be showing a week or two before Christmas?
Hm...it is still more than two weeks till Christmas, isn't it?