2004-04-05 Infectious diseases are our friends!
I have homework to do, but my pain medication is kicking in and... well. Nothing's really due tomorrow. Just alot of things I should do to make my life easier tomorrow.
I might just drool on myself a bit, though.
I just talked (online) to this kid named Victor, who's friends with Tim who I then became friends with. He's going to be coming into town tonight and wants to hang out. I work until midnight and have to get up at 10am (and I really need my sleep), but I think I'll try for just an itty bit. It's not like I'm going out drinking or anything (can't with the pain meds), so... uhhh... my throat hurts alot but I don't care so much. Which is a bit of a downfall.
Also a downfall is that I'm at work and my world's pretty fuzzy. Shit. I hope nothing important happens.
10.46pm
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I'm happy even though I'm terribly, terribly sick! Yayay!
So, I went to Student Health (which is a big fucking joke, and I found out why) on Friday. The doctor was very critical of me when I told her that my throat hurt (in the "Mm-hmm, I'm sure you're sick, you just want drugs, don't you" sort of way). She did a 10-minute test on my throat that came back negative, because those ALWAYS come back negative, ignored the fact that the back of my throat was more white than red, and told me that they'd get the lab results back on Tuesday, and they'd call me then, but she just thinks it's a cold and get some rest.
Right.
So, Sunday comes around and I could barely talk. I made an appointment this morning with a doctor at the UI Health Clinic, who looked at my throat, went "Ehghhhhhh!!" and perscribed me a bunch of antibiotics without doing any tests. Because now, I can barely speak or swallow, and the back of my throat is almost entirely white (as a matter of fact, she used the word "pus-y" when describing it. Yick). It's pretty obvious I have a MASSIVE INFECTION in the back of my throat. She also snorted when I told her I went to Student Health and they told me that I was fine.
So, yeah, I'm now on a massive amount of antibiotics (500mg of Amoxicillin 3 times a day -- so 1500mg per day), and she perscribed painkillers (just Tylenol with Codeine -- it doesn't really take away the pain, but it makes you not care so much). I don't like being on so many drugs, of course, but I'd rather not have this get any worse and have it DESTROY my heart and brain.
Strep can do that, by the way. If you let it go long enough. It can also cause inflammation of the kidneys, kidney, ear, and bladder infections, and it can deteriorate your joints. Strep isn't something to fuck around with.
In other news...
Tim's a pudsmack and has been blowing me off alot. He blew me off and blew me off and blew me off, and the last time I talked to him was Wednesday or Thursday. I called him and he made some excuse to get off the phone really quick, said he'd call me back and then never did. I decided that I'm not going to be the one to make all the effort, and if he can't be bothered to even call me, fine. I can't be bothered, either. I get alot less peeved about it all as the days go by, and I suspect by the end of the week I won't even care or notice that he hasn't called.
Because, really, it's like this: I'm young, I'm cute, I have a great personality, and most importantly, I have tits. I can have anybody in this town that I fucking want. I don't have to wait around for anyone, nor am I about to. I have other prospects -- I always have other prospects. If he can't be bothered, I have other people who can.
So there.
I went out Saturday (slept on Friday, felt too sick) and had an amazing time at my friends' show. Nic (my ex) was there, but he left really early. And a kid who groped me a long time ago was there, too, but I made it clear that I didn't want to talk to him just the other week when he came up, introduced himself to me, and apologized. I told him "I... don't want to talk to you. Ever," turned around, and started talking to someone else. So, yeah, bad vibes, but those were so miniscule after a short time that it was fine.
Went to an aftershow party with some friends of mine, had a further great time, then got royally fucked by daylights savings time. What we all thought was 5am was really 6am (and so I was one of the first to drop out). Consequently, I didn't sleep as much that night as I wanted, but I slept for about 12 hours on Friday night, so it worked out ok.
Sunday, did homework, felt like crap, had to cancel dinner plans with some friends. We were going to make beef stroganoff and eat it, but I couldnt (and can't) eat anything harder than soup (and Student Health told me I wasn't sick).
Today, felt/feel like crap, saw the doctor, blahblahblah. Ate soup. At work now, infecting everyone around me. I figure, I've been contagious for a week-and-a-half now... an extra day won't hurt.
There's going to be a massive strep outbreak here, and we'll all know why.
Hmm, not much else, really.
9.41pm
