Saturday, June 17, 2006

Friday morning sucked. Whatever has been going on inside my body for the last 5 years exploded all over me. I couldn't keep water down. I was dizzy and freaked out. Mark was at work. I was supposed to go to work, and I couldn't get a doctor's appointment. I told Mark I was going to the emergency room. I didn't end up making it there though. I kind of passed out, which isn't surprising, since I haven't been able to eat anything lately. I don't know how I used to go for weeks without eating, because now I can't go for a few hours without craving something. I guess that's progress.

Anyways, I upped my prilosec intake, which appears to have helped. Once I was feeling a bit better, I showered & stuff, and picked Mark up from work (he had called my work and told them what was going on, as I was beyond help). We went to Whole Foods, and I got a bunch of stuff that should help with the whole stomch problem. And feel free to congratulate me because I tried a bunch of new things, and a few other things that I haven't had since I was a little boy. I ate peas out of the pod (I hate them frozen); I had a bagel (the first one in my entire life!); Fennel Tea (which I loved, by the way); & noodles, which I just couldn't eat because they were so bland; I'm hoping to find some kind of sauce that I can use that won't kill me. I also had some pretzels.

After all this I took a nap, and woke up with the worst headache I've had since High School. I took my last 2 midrin (we dropped off my refill perscription earlier), ate some more, and finished watching a Smallville episode that I'd started at work on Thursday. I had to wear my sunglasses because watching the tv was like staring into the sun. I took a long, scalding hot shower. The room was spinning, and I was seeing spots. My left arm went completely numb. These are symptoms I used to get all the time, which is why I had a lot of trouble in school, but my headaches haven't been this bad in many years.

I woke Mark up and he was way worried, probably because I sounded like a crazy person. Plus I get really emotional when I've taken my pills. The headache eventually passed though, and I was very calm. I talked to Mark about Jeremy & stuff. It was nice, if odd.

I got a lot of sleep today. I dreamt about "The Princess Bride", and when I woke up, I played the soundtrack on the computer, and went back to sleep. I worked on my webpage a bit; working on my friends pages. Later, I shaved and showered, and Mark & I took some pictures down in a park, and on some side streets. We'll take some more later, and I'll have 3 or 4 rolls developed on Monday. I also have a doctor's appointment on Monday, at 3pm. It's possible that I've been scheduled to work that day; I'll have to work that out somehow. I can't cancel the appointment, because I'll still have to pay for it. It's possible I could drop off my film in the morning, pick it up on my way to work, then go to my appointment at 3pm, and return to work, and stay a bit late. Or maybe I can switch with someone; if I'm even scheduled. I don't know...

I believe Jeremy is in Chicago today, with a friend, looking for furnature. Mollie is working tonight, and has another shift tomorrow, 4 hours after she gets off from tonight's shift; that must suck. I don't really have any plans...except more pictures. Tomorrow is Father's Day; I should go see Doug.

We'll be watching Mark's father's dog for 3 weeks; I think that starts on Friday. Not looking forward to that. I've never been an animal person. But I kind of like dogs. I love racoons! But I have some issues where pets are concerned, and don't get me started on the evil nature of cats. Best case scenario, I love the dog, and grow horribly attached to it. Worst case scenario, I hate the dog, and I'm forced to move out for several weeks. I'm a bit nervous about the whole thing, but it's probably nothing to worry about.

   posted by Bald Jason at 09:55 PM
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