Talking Soup

Warning, TMI incoming.

AKA Kate Syndrome. Kate who has been known to break her tailbone and then get pneumonia and then a kidney infection. Everything EVER will go wrong, medically.

So about two weeks ago I broke out in hives. Epically. Sounds gross, right? That's because it is gross. Sounds funny, right? No. Not funny. Was late to classes due to the not funny of oh-my-god-the-itching-kill-me-now-pleeeease.

Went to Health Center. Gave me prednisone and claritin and hooray, I was feeling better by the first day. Think it might be soy milk. No more soy milk.

Then, a few days ago, sore throat. I can track this by now. Sore throat, gross nose, coughing, it's how all my colds progress.

Two days ago. Random extreme dizzy spell that happens to me very rarely--vision and hearing go skewy, dizzy, almost fainting. Even threw up this time. What the fuck. Went to Health Center again, but apparently it's nothing to be too worried about, something brought on by a combination of things.

Yesterday, the hearing goes in my left ear. I figure it's just my ears refusing to clear cause it's a cold and that happens. But it was achy and not going away today. So went to Health Center again. Turns out it's an ear infection. A bad one. Like, really bad. Pus bad. Implication is that there's a chance I might not get full hearing in that ear back. And now it hurts like a bitch. Am on amoxicillin for it.

Slept all day, skipped classes and work. Will have to call in to work for the whole weekend. Hope they don't fire me.

Just got a call from Julie saying she totaled her car on the way to Syracuse. She's completely fine, but the car is dead.

This is on top of my brother dropping out of college, Elwood getting sick and needing pills forced down his throat, everyone in the house having a cold, and Kate having another kidney infection.

You'd think this stuff would have all happened on Friday the 13th. Go figure.

The Ithaca College Health Center is a cesspool of incompetence. I ran out of my Protonix--acid reflex stuff--three days ago and went to them that morning. They said, "oh, it'll be here tonight!" It's been three days and after six fucking trips they finally got me my meds. What the hell is wrong with them? First they didn't fax the fucking thing right, then I guess it got lost in the paperwork, or the shipment kept not coming. It's a damn fucking good thing I decided to refill Lexapro when I was down there the first time, when I still had some extra pills, seeing as it took them two days and four visits to get that sorted out. Two days without psychoactive drugs, yeah, that would have been great.

But, I'm okay now because I finally got my drugs and got to use the word "cesspool" in a sentence.

In other news, December has finally struck and it's cold and there was some snow until awhile ago. Not much. I doubt we'll get much more before the end of the semester.

P-Arg teacher complimented me on my writing (^.^) and offered a job in the Writing Center as a tutor. I'm going down to fill out an application tomorrow. *crosses fingers*

Julie and I finished the first season of The OC which was brilliant, and we're closing in on the end of Secret of Mana.

And I finally downloaded the Death Note movie. Whoa nelly.

Writing has been nyeh. I finally have a solid setting for Spirits and some more details about everything--though I'm still looking for a name for the main villain. Mot has been slugging along. It's been busy so I've been focusing on homework and other stuff.

Lots of stuff happening when we get back from break. Avatar comes back. Lost comes back. Some manga come out. Julie brings back the second season of The OC. Woot. Looking forward to it.

D. Gray Man is into the double digits so that's nice.