i had to go to the doctors eeeeearly this morning, because i'm all sick and dying and whatnot. SO. i get there and waaait and waaaaaait and wait. i finally get in, and the resident who sees me has to be the biggest moron in the whole world... he had khakis with bleach spots all over them, and really bright sneakers. and he kept being like "so, you have a cough?" and i was like "yes. *coughing fit*" *sigh* then the staff doctor came in, and kept telling me to go to dermatology as soon as i could make the time... and i was like *sigh* i dont' CARE that i have zits right now, i KNOW i look ugly, it's from stress, believe me... please get over it. *sigh* great self esteem booster. so she decides i have a sinus infection, but thinks that i might have whooping cough, despite not having any of the symptoms, so she wanders out and sends for a nurse. now, here's the reeally gross part, that still makes me sick to think of... the way that they get samples to test is to put a metal rod with cotton on the end of it into each nostril in order to go into the nasally sinusey areas.... and it has to stay in for a minute, and be frigging rotated after thirty seconds.... so, they do the left side, it feels weird, but it's fine. they go to the right side... the brainiacs didn't stop to think that since i have a sinus infection, it might be swollen. so, they HIT the part of my sinuses that is actually infected, and breaks *something* open (see, i told you it was gross)... so i'm bleeding and coughing and expelling grossness through my nose... the nurse is like "oh my god, oh my god" and i'm crying... and the doctor is CHUCKLING (he was like "oh, it doesn't hurt that much" and the nurse told him what happened and he was like "oh, well *cough*". so... they finally fix all that, i'm SO upset and injured that i go to school, go straight to hamm's class room and manage to tell her i'm not going to rehearsal without crying (you have no idea how much that all hurt, and still hurts) and leave. i have to go to school tomorrow to make up pe. and... to be ready to present my photography stuff on friday (panic time, i cannot friggin get anything without dust on it.... and rachel is NO help, she only tells me to try reprinting.. oy, i REALIZE that... and it's not getting the dust off... it's only printing another photo with dust.) *sigh* i'm seriously going to cry. again.