Last week was a horrible week for me:
- An old lady backed into my car in the Walmart parking lot on Monday night. I, not wanting to be mean, didn't call the cops on the 90 year old lady; I would have felt horrible to do so! So I take the minor paint scratches and mourn silently in my room that night, only to find out that Casey canceled the insurance on my car a few months ago, which leaves me helpless in even trying to "report" my car's injuries to the insurance company (and it's also nice to find out that I've been driving around with no car insurance for the past 3 months...)
- As I'm in bed Monday night, I begin to feel sick. I wake up Tuesday drenched in sweat, and my body temperature continues to alternate all day between roasting in hell or sitting on an iceberg in Antarctica. I felt like someone had a voodoo doll of me & was putting it in a fire & then switching it to a deep freezer every two hours. It was not fun. I somehow managed to make it through the first (finally!) day of class & have the eye doctor fix my broken glasses, then proceeded to go home and lay in bed, miserable, for the rest of the day.
- On Wednesday morning at 6:30 my friend convinced me to go to the ER. I keep in mind that I would not have went if I didn't think I was seriously dying. After having 5 different people ask me what my symptoms were, the on call doctor comes in and asks me what my symptoms are, & once I tell him he says, "Ok, hold on a second. I'm going to make a phone call. I'll be right back." He never came back. Then his nurse practitioner came in & examined me. I was pissed. The diagnosis? The one that I was dying from starting 2 days before? Pharyngitis, which is basically a sore, swollen throat. I wasn't too happy. I am a single mother who works fast food & does not have insurance; I receive food stamps, and my son is on Medicaid. Do you really think I wanted to hear that I had a sore throat? Not to mention that the antibiotics prescribed was an antibiotic which cost me $30 and was only SIX pills. I had a doctor's excuse to miss work that day, but knowing that I was about to receive a hellacious hospital bill I went to work anyways.
- Wednesday night, despite feeling sick, I went to Dara's for our weekly Girls Dinner/Kids' Play date. On the way home from Dara's, I get pulled over for my headlight, which is out. Thankfully, the officer did not give me a ticket.
- Thursday night, despite still being sick, I go out with a friend who is in town on leave and find out that the headlight the old lady ran her bumper onto does not work. I drive a Firebird, so the headlights flip up. The right headlight needed to be replaced anyways, but I guess after I turned the lights off on my car Monday night the light jammed and now it won't come up when I turn on my headlights, only my left headlight will. Can you say ghetto? I wonder how much it will be to fix that....
Today a very special someone for whom I care deeply sent me flowers at work! I have to say, because it's funny, that I got off work about 10 minutes before the flowers were delivered, so I wasn't there to receive them, but I was completely surprised & giddy when I went back to work. (My manager called after they were delivered & told me I received a package. She didn't ruin the surprise for me.)
Also, I got another "package" today in the mail. Phi Theta Kappa, which is the honor society of two year colleges, sent me a packet of information about a two week convention that will take place in China in June of this year. They want me to represent GSCC! It is super expensive, but I talked to my advisor and there are scholarships and grants that I may be able to receive in order to attend. Even if I will not be able to attend the convention, I feel honored to have been chosen. =)
And now I'm off to dinner with one of my best friends, T. Vera.
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| New Years Eve 2010 |
Buen noche!
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