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I'm pretty weird when it comes to my own health issues. I handle 99% of things in one of three ways (the 1% is my weight and I'm not going there now) (I'm counting from being 18yo and upwards).

If something's off, I'm either:

- not concerned about it, so I whine and milk it for what it's worth - with things like the flu, a cold, sinus, my regular back aches. This takes up about 92% of past issues

- slightly concerned, so I downplay it or pretend everything's ok. This would be 5% of past issues. This leads to sometimes it being nothing, or something I'm...

- ... seriously concerned about or feeling so sick that I take action. I can count these in less than 2 hands, making up the other 2%. These have been 2 times I've gotten throat infections, 1 time I got a really bad muscle spasm, the 1 time I had a slight case of mono, 1 time I got scared I had appendicitis but turned out to be a teeny cyst in one ovary, and 2 period/hormone related issues (4 months, no period; 3+ weeks with a period).

Why this history? Because I'm getting a bit more than slightly concerned. I've had a near constant, mild headache for about 3 or 4 days. It's very subtle, pressure style headache that makes me think it might be sinus, stress or eye fatigue related. It's not "OMG I wanna die, I hurt!" but it's annoying and it makes me cranky.

I hope it's just one of those things. I can handle sinus, stress and eye fatigue. I hope it's nothing more....

*closes eyes and tries to visualize the pain leaving, out through the skin and off my forehead*

Current Mood: headachy

I have such a horrible headache right now. I think it's sinus induced because it's centered between my eyes on top of my nose and OMG I'm gonna die now....

I took 2 panadol just now.

*whimpers*

Current Mood: sick

I gave blood today for the Red Cross, which, always a cool thing to do, but.... instead of the usual 10mins it should take, I took 30mins to fill the bag.

Which means, 30mins of a big ass needle in my arm, while I had to open and close my fist over a very hard stress ball, which in turn shifted the needle in my arm every single time.

In short? OW!

I was told I shouldn't give blood again, because I was right there at the time limit (according to them) and it's not good that I take too long.

I'll probably give again, but not anytime soon. Maybe it's because of my weight.....

I wasn't feeling exactly well (nauseous, stomach achy, throat achy), so I came home early (3:30pm) and went to bed. I read a bit, and fell asleep around 5pm. I woke just a few minutes ago. I slept for about 4 to 4.5 hours. O_O

My nausea is almost gone, but my throat still hurts and I have allergies (THANK YOU SAHARA DESERT SAND! THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH! /sarcasm).

I'm not sure if i'll drop off to sleep soon or at like 3am.... i'm still a bit woozy.

It's amazing how it's the people you most care about, the ones you most respect, that can so easily hurt you, without even knowing they did.

I ache. I hurt. I'm in pain.

I'm EXHAUSTED!

Been with my sis since 8am paiting her (huge) classroom. Finished by 2pm, but she needed to stay till 3pm (her workday) and we spent the hour cleaning and arranging the classroom.

I had paint everywhere (I'm a good, but messy painter), even in my hair (courtesy of sis), my hands feel raw (from carrying paint piles, paiting, the paint and everything else) and my lower back is screaming from bending over so much. And we didn't eat until 4pm; a no no for me 'cause I get headaches, which I still have.

And paint in hair? No fun to get out, specially from curly hair like mine.

/whine

Current Mood: exhausted

Everyday, the world acquires more and more drivers. Today, it acquired one more. ME!!!

WOOHOO!!!

I have my driver's license!

Granted, it had the worst photo ever, but I have my license!!!

Current Mood: excited

my family dog (mom's dog) just died.

She'd been suffering in her old age (she was gonna be 15yo this June), and had spent the last two days at the vet's. Mom was battling yesterday (crying non-stop), not wanting Mosti to suffer but not able to take the decision to put her down.

I'm glad God listened to our prayers and took her last night, letting Dad and me off the hook. We were gonna call today, give the order, and then tell Mom she'd died naturally.

She led a long life, a spoiled life... a good life.

You'll always be our little 'putita', Mosti...

(;_;)

Current Mood: sad

I bought GoF yesterday.

That's not big news, in and of itself. It's the fact that I was too sick to stay at work, with nausea, body aches, runny nose, sore throat, but thankfully no fever, and I still told mom to stop by Borders after she picked me up at 12:30 (5 hours early) to buy GoF.

Why, yes, I am a fangirl.

I slept and read for a bit in her bed, then went to the family room and the la-z-boy and watched GoF (plus deleted scenes and interviews).

I would have watched on my comp and capped it at the same time, but I felt to sick to sit on my comp for more than 15 minutes (all I managed yesterday).

I feel better today, but stayed at home, because I would just get sick all over again if I went to work today.

But my boss rocks. He called me last night to see how I was and told me that I could take 10 days off if I needed it to get better. I love my boss. Really. Best boss in the world.

Current Mood: drained

::sigh::

I just had to do one of the most dificult things I've ever done in my life.

I had to box up Grandma's clothes for the Salvation Army.

She died 2 years ago, but Mom had been unable to do it, and didn't let us do it either. About 2 or 3 weeks ago, she said to me that I had to do it, since she couldn't possibly do it herself. She still breaks down in tears when she thinks of 'Buela.

I had asked my sister to help me, but I let her go do some errands... I knew she wouldn't be able to handle it. I consider myself (and I know my sis, Bebi, thinks so too) one of the emotionally strongest sibling of us 5. And I still broke down in tears when I got to her favorite shirt.

And for the life of me, I couldn't box up her knitted shawl. That was her 'jacket'... it was her favorite and whenever it was cold, she had it on. It's still safely tucked away.

My chest aches, you know?

I've always felt guilty, since they gave us the news she was dead. Because the last few months she spent them in a home... and I can count on one hand the times I visited her there. I hadn't seen her for about a week or two before she died.

I used to see her almost every day.

I've never told this to anyone in my family, it's not their burden, nor should they try to make me feel better. What I did was wrong. I just... hated to see her in that bed, in that home. I always said no when Mom wanted me to go with her to see 'Bueli. I guess, if I were to say why I did that, I never wanted to remember her like that. See her like that.

I gotta go, Mom just got here and she had some implants done in her mouth, so she's hurting. Gotta give her meds.

Current Mood: morose

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