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It all began on Wednesday. Nothing would stay in my stomach. It wouldn't come back up; it just decided to excuse itself by passing through my system as quickly as possible. But I felt normal, no fever, no stomach cramps, no fatigue, until noon. I decided to go home and sit it out, well, sleep it out. I ate plain bagels and water into the next day, and felt good enough to go shopping for an outfit to Dennis + Melinda's wedding. I even ate semi-solid food that evening.

Then Friday. Repeat Wednesday but add pain. I thought I could teach through the day because I'm insane like that. I got through period 2 (block schedule), but could not continue standing at around 9 am. The front office gave me leave, but it took a bit to walk to my car and a lot of mental focus to drive back home. The doctor I usually saw was double-booked; since I had these symptoms for three days, she advised me to go to urgent care. Not keen on heading to the ER again, my mother scheduled an appointment with my aunt's doctor. About a half an hour later, I almost threw up on the nurse. I was naive enough to think that if I had not eaten anything for over 12 hours, I would not be able to throw up. I was so wrong...I threw up the half-cup of water I drank that morning. But once that episode passed, I felt much better.

Those who know me know that I never see a doctor unless I'm in serious pain. Again, it's part of me being insane and all. He was wonderfully patient and insightful. He said he would give me a shot to feel better (something about cramping muscles?) and that it would make me feel drowsy. In short, he wasn't letting me go back to school. Dammit. Plus, it had to be injected into my butt. I haven't had a shot in the butt since kindergarten!

Well, my bum is still sore. I still feel queezy, weak, overly tired. For those of you who have been a part of a 30 hour famine fundraiser, I feel kinda like that. I lose circulation too easily, everything is either sore or tingles, and I feel cold, all compounded by my temporary anemia. I was supposed to go to the wedding today, but that would have been dangerous. Considering that both Dennis and Melinda are doctors, they'd've probably give me a good scolding and then send me to the corner with an IV. But I wish them the best. CONGRATULATIONS!!