Well, yet another week where nothing happened. I didn't go anywhere or do anything, and this weekend is proving to be much in the same. I've been sick all week, and while my doctor prescribed more medicine it doesn't seem to be working. I'm the type of person who hates taking medicine anyway and now I'm on 4 different types, an emergency goo like substance, and routinely taking Tylenol PM to help me sleep through the nights. I'm beginning to think that it's more than just mono affecting my body. I am thinking about going back to the doctor's and getting more tests done, because I know that something is seriously wrong and I want to find out what it is.
This weekend already has been filled with gorgeous weather, and many opportunities to explore the city, yet every time I get out of bed a pain rushes throughout my entire body. Eating has become really difficult and I can't keep the food down that I manage to put into my body. My head pulsates and my throat is scratchy. I watch as my roommates get ready to go out to the clubs, or out to explore the day in the most beautiful city in the world, and I have to explain to them once again that I'm too sick to leave my bed.
This morning I thought I would just go to lunch with them, that would be my one activity for the day. I woke up, took a shower and got ready. I felt the need to lay down, and I passed out for almost 2 hours. When I woke up my body once again felt as though I had been beaten down and I could barely stand up straight.
I hate feeling like this, but I hate even more than there is no one here to take care of me. That I feel completely isolated and alone, and I feel like no one else understands how much pain I'm in. Ugh. 83 days until I'm home, just 83 more days.
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