8.16.2002

so. let's see. today i woke up at like nooon. and my throat hurt SO bad. not the way it's been hurting for the past couple weeks... but like... a sore infected hurt... (as opposed to the dry cracking hurt....) so, i'm like "oh well." and i take a shower. then, i'm lounging around, since it's my day off. and i think "it's getting kind of hard to swallow..." then... "it's getting kind of hard to breathe..." so i call my dad. and he's like "how should I know what you should do!? call your mother." so i call my mom. and she's like "come meet me in my lab" (my mom's a clinical laboratory scientist at university hospitals and clinics.... essentially, she's the person who does all the analyzing when they draw your blood and stuff.) so, i go... and she calls and is like "nevermind, go to FCC (family care clinics... which is where my doctor(s) work) i'll meet you there" so i go there instead (it's like... a block away... since... it's all in the hospital...) and i go and get seen my this dorky med student... who was actually really sweet. very very dorky though. and he's like "um.... i... it's... swollen. yes. your throat is swollen" and i actually said "good work there tonto" and he laughed. and i was like "sorry. but i knew that." and he was like "yeah..." and went to get an actual doctor. then... THEN... in walks in insane german doctor who i had so much trouble with when i went in for my ulcerlative colitis thing... and she's like... evil... grrrr. and i'm like "aaah!" and my mom's like "ah, i'd like a different doctor please." and she's like "no no, i have to check his work, he is my student today." so... she's like ... looking in my ears and she's like "nope, no infection!" and i'm like "i'm here because my throat is bothering me..." and she's like "aaah, we'll test for strep." so she does. and it's negative, and she's like "take some ibuprofen!" and leaves. and i'm like *sigh* so then ANOTHER doctor comes... and is like "you need this breathing thing to make the swelling go down!" so, i sit with a breathy thing. it'sl ike... a giant inhaler. that you don't have to take puffs of. so like... a nebulizer really. only REALLY strong. so it's all ok. my throat stops swelling. it's something to do with a random infection... but it's fixed, and not contagious, so don't anyone worry.


then, i go to paaaantera. to get my check. then i go and buy this WONDERFUL skirt at target. it's looong. and denim, and i love it. and i looked at dance shoes (i need jazz shoes for any acting work i might be doing. i have a pair, but they're in worse shape than hamm's old jazz shoes.) but scheels only had slip on ones, and i wanted lace up ones... so i didn't get any. and i bought allll sorts of great stuff. spent under $50... but i got LOTS of stuff. gooood deals.


then i came home. and watched part of boiler room. and it was good. then rob called... and i went over to his house... and we went to hy vee, then we went back to his house... and discussed stuff for a long time. and all is good, and well, and i'm happy. then we went and met erin at perkins... and much fun was had by all, even though nate was like... sleeping on the table, and rob was filling glasses with cream and sugar and nothing else... and greg had to like... flail about crazily to get the waitress's attention... good times. then rob and i went back to his place and watched jimmy neutron, until i almost fell asleep, then i came home. so, if you are confused about... the me and rob situation... we are back together as of tonight. hopefully that is unconfusing.


i made steak and eggs just now. i was so hungry. and i've been teaching myself how to cook. (steak and eggs may sound vaguely complicated... but all i did was fry and egg, and reheat some steak, and like... saute it... but i made the egg without breaking the yolk!!) so yeah. it was very tasty. all that's left is some egg yolk which is congealing away on my plate. and now i'm going to go to bed. because i'm tired. and i have to go to verizon tomorrow morning... then i have to work. then i get to go hang out with rob. yay!

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