There will be adventures in life. There will be love in life. There will be happiness in life. There will be sorrow in life. There will be hatred in life. There will be envy in life. There will be all six. All six of these elements will be thrown at you. But if one of them is a knife, just duck or move to the side. - Grace Gordon
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Sometimes I go to the hospital.
Sometimes I go to the hospital, but only because they do tests there that they don't do at the doctors office. I'm pretty much fine. I FEEL super crappy, but that's cool because there's nothing physically wrong with me. Apparently. Though sometimes I wish there was something wrong with me so that I can say, "Oh, this is why I'm feeling so crappy and didn't come to work today!" That didn't happen though, which is really quite okay. I'll just explain to my bosses, hopefully they'll understand, and hopefully nothing will go wrong while I'm at work. The way I'm feeling is ridiculously anxious. My heart is racing for very long periods of time, sometimes while I'm sitting, sometimes while I'm standing, and even sometimes when I'm laying down. I'm light headed most of the time. And out of breath too. I'm physically exhausted and feel quite week. I slept for more than 12 hours last night and I still think I'll fall asleep before 10 tonight(Which means at least 8 hours of sleep, which is unusual for me. I usually get 5 or so, not by choice, because of the inability to go to sleep.) So, hey, maybe I'll feel better tomorrow! Here's hoping! And maybe the blood test will come back and say I'm dying of something horrible and sad, here's hoping that that doesn't happen! Let's just hope for something that I can get over super easy now that I know what it is, but that I feel okay saying this is why I couldn't come to work.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
No proper title
I hurt, I just found out that a student that I've worked with at Lakeridge Junior high committed suicide. I hurt for the family that I've come to love by going to school with them and working with their children. I hurt for his friends who I know love him dearly, I hurt because I'm sure he hurt. I don't know what was going on his life, I really never knew a lot about him. I knew he was a funny kid, a true joy to be around. I knew he had a positive affect on many people's lives, including mine. He was a great kid that thought it was best for him to not be around any more, and that makes me hurt.
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