This week has been a rough one. I'm really trying to keep my blog upbeat, but I just can't do it today and I have to get some of these frustrations out. Let's just say Ben's ready to shoot me in the head. It started with the knowledge that I had 3 exams to take and all quickly spiraled downhill after that. Sunday night I started to experience a very familiar burning sensation on my right side, one very consistent with shingles. Talk about annoying.
Monday I took my first exam of the week and it scared the pee out of me. I felt pretty confident going in, but the test was nothing like anticipated. All the points my prof had emphasized were nowhere to be found. Luckily she goes over the answers immediately after the exam, and I missed an A by one question, which again by pure luck she threw out (score!). I'll take a fudged A any day. Monday night I started getting a slight headache, but I attributed that to my 3 hour long night class.
Tuesday I went to the doctor to see about those nasty shingles. I still had the searing pain and was trying to catch the virus before it turned into a rash, but apparently that was the wrong thing to do. My doctor was unwilling to help me without proof for "ethical" reasons. Seriously? I wasn't there for narcotic pain meds - I'm allergic to them anyway. I just wanted to stop the infection before it started. I left feeling stupid and a bit like a liar instead, even though my pain was very real but completely invalidated. That's not a good feeling.
I spent the next couple of days studying a ton of material for my Gerontology exam today. I studied way too hard for this thing, meaning I went way more in depth than necessary and may have missed out on some easy points. At least it's over. One more to go, and I can take that on my own time. I'm thinking maybe once I start feeling better.
The headache has continued throughout the week with no relief. In fact, I think it has gotten worse. It's a bit like a never-ending hangover, only I haven't done anything to earn it. Seems unfair, don't you think? I didn't think it was possible to feel like this without 1/5 of tequila in my system. At least my side pain has felt pretty good by comparison, though it still hurts to wear clothes. Those stupid blisters never did pop out and I can't get medical care until they do. If they don't I can't face my doctor ever again. Just for spite, I'd really like to see this one work out. Shingles are painful, but totally worth it to be able to pop back in with a big fat "IN YO' FACE!!!"
That's right. Nothing like a good "I told you so" to round out a bad week. Now where's the tequila?
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Tequila on tap at my house.
ReplyDeleteNow I feel terrible for so strongly encouraging you to go to the doctor! Sorryyyyy!
ReplyDeleteIn other news, we took a test on Monday and 51 out of the 130 students in our class failed. YES! I feel your pain. Maybe not the shingles pain. But the pain from school, definitely.