A lot has been going on, mainly that I've been horribly sick this past week. Remember how I was saying that after my first day at school I had a bad sore throat and earache thing going on? Yeah. That night I woke up at 4 in the morning in immense pain and I was freezing. I think I was the coldest I've ever felt in my entire life. No matter how many blankets I wrapped around me, I couldn't get warm, my entire body was shaking I was so cold. I got out of bed eventually, shaking all over, and got some Tylenol for the pain, and my hands were shaking so hard that it took me a few tries just to pick up the bottle. Then I pulled on sweats over my pajamas, wrapped myself in at least 10 blankets and tried to sleep some more. Thank God I don't have class on Wednesdays.I had a doctor's appointment already made for 11am to review my last x-ray of my collarbone, so good timing with that. Just so happened that I had tonsilitis and a 24 hour flu of some sort. I was still cold in the doctor's office, hours later. I waited almost a full hour in the waiting room, and I felt like I was going to barf everywhere. I kept changing positions on my chair, legs down, legs up, legs across another chair, slumped over, curled up in fetal position, etcetra, until finally I actually got off of my chair and layed on the floor. The people in there with me must have thought I was dying. Eventually I couldn't take it anymore, I got the washroom key and ended up puking at least 10 times. The receptionist actually came looking for me to see if I was okay, then gave me a dinky clear plastic bag in case I got sick while the doctor was examining me. Needless to say I was very, very miserable. I was in so much pain, plus nauseous, and I didn't even think I'd be able to walk myself out of there.
Apparently my collarbone is healing extremely slowly and still isn't really healed to its full strength, but there isn't anything they'd do about it basically. If the actual break doesn't hurt on a regular basis, a specialist wouldn't operate or anything, so...I'm just gonna have to live with a weak collarbone and muscle pain around the area for the rest of time. Other than that, the doctor prescribed me penicillin for my tonsilitis and a shitload of anti-inflammatory pills for my upper back.
I thought I was going to die on the drive home. I almost threw up several times, in my car, which is disgusting, and I seriously had to fight to stay awake. It was very scary, I totally thought I was going to fall asleep at the wheel, plus I was still freezing cold. When I got home I went straight to the washroom and puked another 10 times at least, then got into my bed and called my mom and told her I couldn't go get my medicine from the drug store. She said she'd come do it for me later, and I fell asleep, in a lot of pain. When I woke up, my entire bed was drenched in sweat and I was boiling hot.
The rest of the day was spent in bed, watching TV and drinking juice, eating the occasional freezie. What I do appreciate about tonsilitis (if you can appreciate anything about it) is that it actually goes away quite quickly with penicillin. You have to take the pills for 10 days no matter what, but I went to school the next day...seriously. I was still in pain and could hardly talk, but I'm a trooper. My day at school on Thursday was much better than it was on Tuesday. I really like my classes so far. Linguistics is going to be really interesting, English is just same-old, and Spanish will be fun I think. I'm looking forward to learning new things, and I'm a lot more familiar with the campus now than I was just a week ago, so I think that school-wise, things are looking up.
Okay, that basically covered my week of sickness and school anxiety.
This weekend has been alright. I played field hockey today and it was interesting, to say the least. S and I sucked compared to everyone else, but I don't really care I guess. My bum and legs are in so much pain, it's a good thing. I need to get in shape again. I doubt I'll end up playing for the JV team at UBC because as of now I'm not even sure there's a team at all, which is annoying because I'll have to play elsewhere and probably further away from home.
And it's been dark, gray and rainy all day. It's one of those days where I want to call up my boyfriend to come over and cuddle and watch a movie under the blankets. My non-existent boyfriend.
I was forced to look at summer pictures last night, and out of seriously about 150 pictures, I was in 1. It was like looking through an album of all the things I wasn't invited to, the camping, Whistler, all that. Cody was in a lot during the end, and I had to put them down. He looked so cute, and I missed him, and I felt sad and stupid at the same time. Jealous. The whole friends thing. Whatever. I don't feel like expanding on it. I just started thinking about him when I made that boyfriend comment, because he'd always make me really yummy hot chocolate on days like these. With cinammon sprinkled on top.
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