Careful what you wish for...

Yesterday was pay day, and I was elated to see that I have accrued 78 sick days. I am a healthy girl, and most of the days I have used were when my dad had is heart surgery.

Still, I've been eating a lot of crap and often. It is a normal thing I go through when the school year begins, but it is frustrating, nonetheless. Especially when I am dating someone whom I hope to get nekkid with soon (although since I haven't heard from him, that may be dust in the wind, too.)

So, I was joking yesterday about using some of my sick days. I also said that I need to get a stomach virus, because since I have been eating so much, my stomach has stretched out and I never feel full unless I gorge myself.

I woke up at 4:00 this morning, and ran to the bathroom. I had one of my migraines, chalked it up to that (or chucked it up, as the case may be), and decided I would sleep an extra half hour and go to school.

Then the second wave hit me. It was accompanied by chills, cold sweats, and the feeling I wasn't going to be able to make it to school--despite really needing to be there to get my gradebook and other things for the weekend.

After the third spell, I called the sub hotline, left my pathetic message and went back to bed until 6:30. At 6:30, I called the science teacher, told her what I needed my sub to do, and slept until 9:30, decided I needed more sleep, and stayed with the covers over my head (some very smelly covers--the sweats were horrendous) and finally crawled out of my darkened room at 11:30.

I have managed to keep some soup down, then wore myself out by wrapping my niece's birthday presents. I am hoping to be back to my old self tomorrow and enjoy the look on her face when she opens presents! He is a picture of her on her actual birthday enjoying some cake.



One of my inconsiderate male friends who doesn't understand what it is like for a woman who is going through body issues, (Hi,Mark) said that it reminded him of me eating cake.

I would never waste that much icing.