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Jul. 21st, 2009 02:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Dad: So have you been feeling alright lately?
Me: ...No.
>_< Then he asks if I want to go to the Clinic and I'm like 'no!' for one thing, I'd have to schedule an appointment, which would have to be paid for, and all they could do is either shoot me up with liquids, or give me drugs. I'm sure I'll feel better AFTER my period is over, b/c getting hit with my period two days after returning from a trip didn't help things along.
Cleveland's weather also SUCKS and we've got ANOTHER storm rolling in for some time today, and the barometric pressure has been messing with me. Despite the fact that I'm drinking a lot of liquids I've been dehydrated, dry mouthed, and dizzy. (Dry mouth and throat prolly caused by allergies, dizzy... well, barometric pressure.) My taste buds have been off, and I have been craving fresh greens and *no meat*. (Really, fish might be fine, but no chicken or red meat, and I really don't want anything *hot* to eat either...) I haven't been sleeping well (as evidenced by last night where I passed out, woke up, fell asleep, woke up, fell aslee- you get the point) and I am having an allergic reaction under my breasts. >_< I need to stop wearing underwire, but in order to wear my sports bra for a day I need to *not go anywhere* that day. B/c sports bra's are not to be worn outside of the house. I also JUST did laundry, but I feel the need to wash all my clothes again. (I might do that tomorrow, mom's going to Columbus and Dad'll be @ his summer job during the day, so I should have some time.)
It doesn't help that my parents were SUPER STRESSED OUT when I came back from Boston (like, omg, how have you two not killed each other) stressed out. They've gradually gotten better (despite my crappy mood and the fact that I've been snapping back at dad (I never snap at mom)) but they're still kind of !!! b/c they leave for England in nine days. My little sister, who has been stressing the family out by being a dipshit, is coming in on Sunday to spend some time with us. My older sister Beth is coming in this weekend, and so is my sister Tricia. Tricia is going to her childhood friend's shower (they were best friends for, like, ever, and then gradually grew apart, and Tricia's kind of >| because Rose OMG DID NOT MAKE HER THE MAID OF HONOR LIKE THEY HAD PROMISED WHEN THEY WERE FIVE) and Beth wants to get away from Columbus heat (considering we'll be hitting the 80's this weekend...) and to go to the beach.
...blaaaaaaaaaah, dose of RL done nao.
Me: ...No.
>_< Then he asks if I want to go to the Clinic and I'm like 'no!' for one thing, I'd have to schedule an appointment, which would have to be paid for, and all they could do is either shoot me up with liquids, or give me drugs. I'm sure I'll feel better AFTER my period is over, b/c getting hit with my period two days after returning from a trip didn't help things along.
Cleveland's weather also SUCKS and we've got ANOTHER storm rolling in for some time today, and the barometric pressure has been messing with me. Despite the fact that I'm drinking a lot of liquids I've been dehydrated, dry mouthed, and dizzy. (Dry mouth and throat prolly caused by allergies, dizzy... well, barometric pressure.) My taste buds have been off, and I have been craving fresh greens and *no meat*. (Really, fish might be fine, but no chicken or red meat, and I really don't want anything *hot* to eat either...) I haven't been sleeping well (as evidenced by last night where I passed out, woke up, fell asleep, woke up, fell aslee- you get the point) and I am having an allergic reaction under my breasts. >_< I need to stop wearing underwire, but in order to wear my sports bra for a day I need to *not go anywhere* that day. B/c sports bra's are not to be worn outside of the house. I also JUST did laundry, but I feel the need to wash all my clothes again. (I might do that tomorrow, mom's going to Columbus and Dad'll be @ his summer job during the day, so I should have some time.)
It doesn't help that my parents were SUPER STRESSED OUT when I came back from Boston (like, omg, how have you two not killed each other) stressed out. They've gradually gotten better (despite my crappy mood and the fact that I've been snapping back at dad (I never snap at mom)) but they're still kind of !!! b/c they leave for England in nine days. My little sister, who has been stressing the family out by being a dipshit, is coming in on Sunday to spend some time with us. My older sister Beth is coming in this weekend, and so is my sister Tricia. Tricia is going to her childhood friend's shower (they were best friends for, like, ever, and then gradually grew apart, and Tricia's kind of >| because Rose OMG DID NOT MAKE HER THE MAID OF HONOR LIKE THEY HAD PROMISED WHEN THEY WERE FIVE) and Beth wants to get away from Columbus heat (considering we'll be hitting the 80's this weekend...) and to go to the beach.
...blaaaaaaaaaah, dose of RL done nao.