Today I am hanging out just under the line for officially being sick. It all began last Thursday with a migraine. It started out weak and rolled along into one of those nefarious monsters that sits just below my pain threshold...until I bend over...or sneeze, or cough, or hiccup. Should any of those events occur suddenly the pain races like lightning from the back of my head to behind my eyes and my ears start to ring. Over the next few days it came and went, taking with it most of the vision in my left eye, and leaving me with just a touch of vertigo as a parting gift.
Today was the first day that I felt decidedly (all around) unwell. It started off well enough and gradually the hallmarks of illness started to surface. Shaky hands, dizziness, exhaustion. As I write this there is a whomp-whomp kind of drumming inside my head and I can't seem to regulate my body temperature. Yuck. Unpleasant.
Stress and I are not friends. I am almost always unwell following periods of intense stress because my immune system is sub-par and is easily set off-kilter. Today I did not attend my lab, for the second week in a row, which means I will now have to produce a doctors note and show up with a sacrificial offering to the Gods that Be in the Anthro department, hoping for appeasement and a spot in the only remaining lab session tomorrow. *le sigh*
In other news, fossil hunt and a photoshoot planned for this weekend (pictures to come, of course) and fossil hunting (with MY DAD!!!) planned for the following weekend. Oh and Goose probably broke her hand. More on that later. Right now I'm going to go put on my sunglasses, go to bed, and pray that my head starts to feel better.
Song of the day is Florence and the Machine. I like 'My Boy Builds Coffins' better, but this one gets stuck in my head whenever it starts pounding. :P
Lots-o-love
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