Where's my g-d- blanket?
Jul. 12th, 2006 10:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fredericksManhattan's a modern Stonehenge. I just think it looks purty.
I'm wasting a bit of time in the computer lab as I wait for the book club meeting to roll around (and when's the last time I posted while bullshitting in here? hells, when's the last time I actually did bullshit in here? you'd think I've been extra-productive this semester but it doesn't feel like it at all. hmm). Feeling a little under-the-weather with a sore throat, somewhat stuffy nose, and slight body aches. I'm sure going through my menses at the moment isn't helping. We started community clinical today at a senior center and I made my way through, but I really feel like calling out of med-surg tomorrow. Not to be whiney, but my shoes hurt and I don't have the money to purchase new ones at the moment and the professor can be a little...touchy when it comes to interacting with those on the floor. I've managed to get off the floor the last three weeks running so I don't think I'll be lucky enough to get to check out another area. I called the instructor this afternoon to tell her I might be absent just so my bases are covered. I hope I can make it up somewhere else.
I wrote the above eight hours ago. I feel *slightly* better now (got checked up by the office NP - no fever, no indication of throat infection...but my neck's feeling a bit wonky and I'm still sniffling) but I realize I just don't want to go to clinical. When I came in I bitched to mom about it for a bit, expecting to hear "go in and get it over with". Nope: "if you don't feel like going, don't go". Well, mom, thanks for making it easier for me to slack. I wish she'd been this cool about things when I was in elementary and the only way I was able to stay home from class was if I couldn't walk.
Came in from the book club meeting. Fun as always. Yet again slash was brought up although, surprisingly(!), not by me. I also learned about Fiction Ally drama/wank/craziness. People are weird (she says as she rec's slash fiction...leave me be, why don't you?).
Oh my God, I so don't want to go in tomorrow.
In other news I might finally get to take the TB meds. I don't know why that doc at the clinic didn't even bother to write me a prescription for the meds knowing that I was entering the health care field. I mentioned it to the NP and told her a lot of the practitioners I'd run into told me I should have been on the regimen and she agreed, so now I have to go about making another appointment over there and trudging up through Corona to take TB meds for six months. My life at the moment is so very sad that I think a small part of me is *looking forward* to it.
The ride back on the subway was enjoyable. The lights in my part of the car kept cycling off and it was so soothing to sit back and take in the rocking motion in the dark while listening to Dresden Dolls (okay, so I *sort of* get them now) and Queens of the Stone Age. I spent the entire 50 minutes wishing I was horizontal with my hair out of its bun and tons of Nyquil at my disposal, but still.
I'm wasting a bit of time in the computer lab as I wait for the book club meeting to roll around (and when's the last time I posted while bullshitting in here? hells, when's the last time I actually did bullshit in here? you'd think I've been extra-productive this semester but it doesn't feel like it at all. hmm). Feeling a little under-the-weather with a sore throat, somewhat stuffy nose, and slight body aches. I'm sure going through my menses at the moment isn't helping. We started community clinical today at a senior center and I made my way through, but I really feel like calling out of med-surg tomorrow. Not to be whiney, but my shoes hurt and I don't have the money to purchase new ones at the moment and the professor can be a little...touchy when it comes to interacting with those on the floor. I've managed to get off the floor the last three weeks running so I don't think I'll be lucky enough to get to check out another area. I called the instructor this afternoon to tell her I might be absent just so my bases are covered. I hope I can make it up somewhere else.
I wrote the above eight hours ago. I feel *slightly* better now (got checked up by the office NP - no fever, no indication of throat infection...but my neck's feeling a bit wonky and I'm still sniffling) but I realize I just don't want to go to clinical. When I came in I bitched to mom about it for a bit, expecting to hear "go in and get it over with". Nope: "if you don't feel like going, don't go". Well, mom, thanks for making it easier for me to slack. I wish she'd been this cool about things when I was in elementary and the only way I was able to stay home from class was if I couldn't walk.
Came in from the book club meeting. Fun as always. Yet again slash was brought up although, surprisingly(!), not by me. I also learned about Fiction Ally drama/wank/craziness. People are weird (she says as she rec's slash fiction...leave me be, why don't you?).
Oh my God, I so don't want to go in tomorrow.
In other news I might finally get to take the TB meds. I don't know why that doc at the clinic didn't even bother to write me a prescription for the meds knowing that I was entering the health care field. I mentioned it to the NP and told her a lot of the practitioners I'd run into told me I should have been on the regimen and she agreed, so now I have to go about making another appointment over there and trudging up through Corona to take TB meds for six months. My life at the moment is so very sad that I think a small part of me is *looking forward* to it.
The ride back on the subway was enjoyable. The lights in my part of the car kept cycling off and it was so soothing to sit back and take in the rocking motion in the dark while listening to Dresden Dolls (okay, so I *sort of* get them now) and Queens of the Stone Age. I spent the entire 50 minutes wishing I was horizontal with my hair out of its bun and tons of Nyquil at my disposal, but still.
