ummm... looks like i'm as crazy as the rest of my family.
i was totally sick, starting last thursday. severe severe headaches. these crazy weird hot flashes where i would suddenly start sweating like crazy. and then nausea.
so i went to see the doctor. yeah. i paid 50 euro to have some lady tell me it's probably stress. wait. there's more. i got to the office, didn't think i'd need cash on me ONLY or that at least there would be a bank machine nearby. so i ask the receptionist if i need cash. yes. okay, ummm... is there a bank machine downstairs at the phamacy? no. got it. how about nearby? no. ummm. okay. thanks. i leave the office and ask someone else. i walk the 20 mins (boiling hot, fuming mad, and working my way through the obstacle course of dog shit that litters the sidewalks of ireland). get some money, head back, and decide that i hate ireland.
i then see the doctor who asks if i might be pregnant (insert more fear and, imagine... stress). to which i work out logically as a no, cause i've had a few cramps, and i know i'm getting my period this weekend.
anyway... she decides it's stress. thanks. gerry suggested that for free the night before. she prescribes the irish version of advil so i can stop taking the T3s that were making me fully stoned and barely able to move.
at least i got to take a couple more days off. and i came up with a plan, which will hopefully alleviate some of my stress.
the plan includes:
working less (yay!) or finding a new job
not pressuring myself to apply to a full-time course for this fall. if i am still good with things here next fall, i'll take a photography course, and then apply fulltime for 2007 fall.
working really hard to sort out things with my brother and sisters. so that they can take care of themselves.
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