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I wish the real world would just stop hasslin' me
16 years ago
I never thought I'd say this, but I prefer the Kubrick version of "Lolita" to the Lyne one.
Completely blew off my classes for the past week (Well, except the ones that were mandatory attendance) in favor of being sick and sleeping in one of my friend's dorm rooms until I had to go to work. I am now further behind than I was. Thing #34578 to do after semester is over and I have more than 33 hours a week to exist: Go to a competent doctor and ask about what to do with intermittent abdominal and back pain, dizzy spells, joint pain, dysgraphia, pinched nerves, random zoning, repeated migraines, vertigo, destroyed balance and coordination at intermittent moments, fading hearing, blurring vision, desensitized fingers, dramatically decreased appetite, insomnia, stress, exhaustion, and apathetic muses.
Oh, and (tangentially related, but not to this incident) since I know it will crop up again, how about figuring out if I have endometriosis like my mom and get me some damn good drugs to manage (since the good doctors of America seem to think that I'll change my mind about wanting babies or some such fool thing)? And the diabetes just in case? And cholesterol, just 'cause? And will someone please give me the results of my blood test from September? I only didn't eat for twelve hours, then passed out afterwards, thanks.
If I ever win the lottery? I am paying to have them rip out my ovaries with the first check. If they're viable, they are welcome to use my eggs FOR SCIENCE! Stem cell research, cloning, infertility clinics, I don't care. My second check will probably go toward bribing Rider into letting me back in after I fail this semester spectacularly.
OH DAMNIT I'M SORRY.
This post was really gonna be about films and doll clothes and cookies and Merlin!fic being my happy-cuddly-even-when-I'm-sick-and-tired-literally-place. I guess I should change the title to "hypochondria yay!" :/
Completely blew off my classes for the past week (Well, except the ones that were mandatory attendance) in favor of being sick and sleeping in one of my friend's dorm rooms until I had to go to work. I am now further behind than I was. Thing #34578 to do after semester is over and I have more than 33 hours a week to exist: Go to a competent doctor and ask about what to do with intermittent abdominal and back pain, dizzy spells, joint pain, dysgraphia, pinched nerves, random zoning, repeated migraines, vertigo, destroyed balance and coordination at intermittent moments, fading hearing, blurring vision, desensitized fingers, dramatically decreased appetite, insomnia, stress, exhaustion, and apathetic muses.
Oh, and (tangentially related, but not to this incident) since I know it will crop up again, how about figuring out if I have endometriosis like my mom and get me some damn good drugs to manage (since the good doctors of America seem to think that I'll change my mind about wanting babies or some such fool thing)? And the diabetes just in case? And cholesterol, just 'cause? And will someone please give me the results of my blood test from September? I only didn't eat for twelve hours, then passed out afterwards, thanks.
If I ever win the lottery? I am paying to have them rip out my ovaries with the first check. If they're viable, they are welcome to use my eggs FOR SCIENCE! Stem cell research, cloning, infertility clinics, I don't care. My second check will probably go toward bribing Rider into letting me back in after I fail this semester spectacularly.
OH DAMNIT I'M SORRY.
This post was really gonna be about films and doll clothes and cookies and Merlin!fic being my happy-cuddly-even-when-I'm-sick-and-tired-literally-place. I guess I should change the title to "hypochondria yay!" :/
