since monday, i've been waking up feeling like shit.
Monday I woke up feeling like shit and took the mrs to work and got to work myself. lasted about 30 minutes before going home.
Tuesday I slept in and didn't go to work and was pretty much fine.
Wednesday, I drove the mrs to work but felt shitty on the way and then came home.
Today i woke up and my temperature was low (97.3F). ate something and two hours and several microwaved towels and hotpacks later i was back at 98.6 just dandy.
So, low temp, shivering when it's not cold except for me, dizzyness, nausea, anxiety.
dx (according to my dad and mom, both medical professionals):
a) stress.
b) malnutrition.
c) diabetes.
I've been sleeping little, eating poorly and worrying about stuff, true enough.
Dr's appointment on tuesday, 2pm.
I am dreading it because I hate having blood drawn. But I am dreading diabetes worse (i'm not too thrilled about stress-related anxiety attacks or malnutrition either, though).
Bought some centrum and proper food. We'll see how that works out.
If I don't post again before monday, I hope I'm not dead. Or in a coma. I've got some fucking plans for life.
Goddamn, I'm a drama queen.
In any case:
if i was friendly to you, i probably love you and hope the best for you.
if i've been a dick to you, uh, sorry.
B & me were singing in b's dream last night. that's comforting even to me, and that shit wasn't even my dream.
Monday I woke up feeling like shit and took the mrs to work and got to work myself. lasted about 30 minutes before going home.
Tuesday I slept in and didn't go to work and was pretty much fine.
Wednesday, I drove the mrs to work but felt shitty on the way and then came home.
Today i woke up and my temperature was low (97.3F). ate something and two hours and several microwaved towels and hotpacks later i was back at 98.6 just dandy.
So, low temp, shivering when it's not cold except for me, dizzyness, nausea, anxiety.
dx (according to my dad and mom, both medical professionals):
a) stress.
b) malnutrition.
c) diabetes.
I've been sleeping little, eating poorly and worrying about stuff, true enough.
Dr's appointment on tuesday, 2pm.
I am dreading it because I hate having blood drawn. But I am dreading diabetes worse (i'm not too thrilled about stress-related anxiety attacks or malnutrition either, though).
Bought some centrum and proper food. We'll see how that works out.
If I don't post again before monday, I hope I'm not dead. Or in a coma. I've got some fucking plans for life.
Goddamn, I'm a drama queen.
In any case:
if i was friendly to you, i probably love you and hope the best for you.
if i've been a dick to you, uh, sorry.
B & me were singing in b's dream last night. that's comforting even to me, and that shit wasn't even my dream.