I’b sigck

This is how I am talking today. Everyone direct positive vibes toward my immune system, which has failed to unceremoniously eject some microbes that are now making me very miserable. I woke up with yellow snot running all over my face, eyes crusted nearly shut, and throat that makes me reconsider each swallow. Every lymph node I can think of to check is swollen. I am exuding heat like a stove. I think a visit to Ye Olde Doc is in order later today; I’m not a believer in unneeded antibiotics, but this seems really bad. I’m supposed to making a postpartum visit in an hour, but I’ll sacrifice part of my grade rather than drug myself into appearing asymptomatic and exposing those little babies to whatever this is. I am bitter. The bright side is that I now have a reasonable excuse for overdosing on ice cream, although my throat is actually so sore I don’t want to swallow ANYTHING. I will, however, drug myself into appearing asymptomatic so I can attend my job interview this afternoon, lest it have to be rescheduled yet again. There are no tiny preemies involved in that situation.

The boyfriend had sinus surgery yesterday, and it seems to have gone much better than his first time around with it. He nearly leapt off the OR table to totter down the hall toward the exit. His nurse was a bit bitter when I got to the hospital after class, and now *I* am similarly bitter because the man will not lie down and rest. He is like a psychotic Energizer bunny with nose gauze, roaming the house speedily and incessantly to find new toys with which to occupy himself. I’m a terrible nurse with him—I keep getting driven to the point of shrieking (with rather less oomph than “shrieking” would indicate, what with my sore throat), “WILL YOU STOP RUNNING AROUND?” I’m glad he’s feeling better, though; he was SICK for about a month with the first go-around.

Bah. **sniff** Maybe I should have gone to medical school after all. I really really like pathophysiology and figuring out what things could be according to the symptoms and lab values, and I like the part of clinical paperwork where you survey all the patient’s diagnoses, medications, assessments, and lab values and try to figure out why this or that is happening. I like crosswords, and the phenomenon is similar, only this is way cooler. I must be the world’s biggest geek, because most of my cronies in school appear to hate this part of our education. Have I mentioned how happy I am that nothing bores me this semester? I have a pathological hatred of boredom. It actually makes me feel almost angry, or something. I was bored a lot last semester—not from having nothing to do, but because I was profoundly uninterested in much of the material. Check back in a few days to see if my story has changed, because I have two exams next week and may be bitter about the whole thing. Today I’m too sick to seriously consider studying, so they feel very far away!