Sick Again ... -_- = blah

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well then, i guess the title says it all
except for one thing ... I DON'T KNOW WHAT I HAVE !!!!! !!!!! !!!!!


the story begins last night, when i became all whoozy and headache-y and tingly - it was as if each and every bone joint in my body was talking to me via those "home made phones" (the paper cups connected by vibrating string). incase you are wondering, i chose that particular form of communication to describe the feling because of the vibrating string. so, really, my whole body felt strangely tinglesome, i had a headache, i was sleepy, and my legs felt like jelly. i also thought my throat was startting to feel as if i were getting sick again, so i took a "Zinc and Vitamin-C Strepsil" blackcurrent flavour that you have at the first sign of infection. it helped for a while, but i forgot i had them, so i only took the one, and the effect was not at all long lasting. i felt like that from about midday.

the whoozyness subsided by the middle of the afternoon, but i could still feel my throat tingling like it usually does before it gets sick. i kept doing the work i had left from friday, saturday and sunday (friday i bludged, saturday i worked and Massed, sunday i cleaned my room and went to my cousins place at night (which allowed me to get one step closer to organising Midnight Swim to rehearse with me for HSC. I am doing the title track from their second EP, Catacombs, and you can hear a snippet on their website if you like). but anyway, i was doing homework that i had neglected over the normal weekend days and was doing it all on the public holiday, including my Music VivaVoce which i finished with time to spare. and i was also expecting a phone call frm my cousin to finalise some dates for the rehearsals - he said he was meeting with them yesterday and would give me a call, but i still havent heard from him - oh well, busy life and all waiting for his girlfriend to come back from [somewhere not here, like Melbourne i think]. still, i went to sleep pretty early compared to my recent nights - about 10:30/11:00. i was going to stay up for a little while extra to do maths HW but my mum was still up wandering the halls and i figured i could do it today in study class.

then i fell asleep

then i dreamt about some really weird stuff - i had to wear white shoes and there was a lot of other stuff that icant remember fully - hey, it was a dream after all

update: i just remembered another part - i had to see Mrs Prangell in the staff room (she is my English teacher and English co-ordinator, probably an omen that i would wake up sick because last time i stayed home, i missed out on an English Assessment and had to go to the staff-room too get her signature for an appeal form). i dont know exactly why i had to see her in the dream, it could have been that last bit about the appeal, but that doesnt matter. what matters is who i had to ask to get Mrs Prangell - Miss Hickey, drama teacher and Director/Producer of the current school musical, Jack, written by Miss Gascoigne, the other half of the Producer/Director team. this was a problem for me because since i emailed them saying that i was going to quit the musical, i have been avoiding a confrontaion with both of them fearing, probably without any cause, that my Prefect Badge could be taken from me like when Warren Fernandez tried to blackmail Mrs Prangell (also debating mistress) into giving him the Debating Captain role. it is weird that neither they nor Miss Drury (my music teacher, choir director and musical drector for Jack) has said anything to me about it, but that is a good thing for me. anyway, in the dream, i had to ask Miss Hickey to get Mrs Prangell for me, but before she went back in to call her, she asked me what happened with the musical. she seemed a little angry, and i cant remember what she said to me exactly, but i dont think it was "we want you back". and i dont think she even called out for Mrs Prangell for me after our conversation - how rude!

this morning, i woke up and i instantaniously felt my throat throbbing with pain just like two mondays ago. i came down the attic ladder to find my parents about to leave for their morning walk for fresh bread rolls (at about 7:00) and they asked me how i was. i think my dad said something like "not on the stairs", but neither of us know what it was. i told them "not so good - my throat is acting up again". i guess it was kind of inevitable because a) i felt like i was getting sick again last night, b) my sister was starting to get sick again too, and c) i dont know, i just thought i needed a c). ooh ooh ooh, ... and c) the untold events of my weekend (i know, most of you are thinking "what else could there be? he practically told us what he had for breakfast!!!", but believe me, there was some stupid stuff happening in my head this weekend)were preeeeetty stressful, and not only for me. i also told off a friend for seemingly constant emails of crap - admittedly i did go a little to far (as is my vice in these times of mine) but i had asked him reasonably, rationally, calmly and friendly-like only a day or two before the email that broke the donkey's back, to which he said he pretty much couldnt be bothered doing anything about it because it would mean doing soemthing for a change, and i think i was within my rights to be a little pissed (a little more than pissed really, but that doesnt mean i shouldnt have composed myself better). his response came to me monday, after an extensive sunday night of bitterness that could have, once again, been avoided if i hadn't taken things too far (even though i thought it was totally innocent and that the other person was totally onboard), and i havent received a reply from him yet (probably because he is at school and rarely goes onto the internet anyway) but i hope that he can understand my supreme frustration and doesnt take too much of it to heart.

anyway, back to the causes of my current illness, i think those three things were probably the triggers for my immune system allowing yet another infection into my throat. after my bout of acute tonsillitis, it was suggested that i could get a refil of my prescription if i needed it, but i didnt get one. if i had, that would have been another five days of medicating myself every 12 hours, and that kind of time between each dose is quite hard to maintain. so, though it probaly would have stopped me from getting sick this time, i twould have been a pain. but i am sick now. and i have URTI. at first i had no idea what that was, but after i asked my dad and sister, they told me that i had an Uper Respitory Tract Infection - probably not tonsillitis. and my new dosage scheme is better - three times a day. that is it. i think they probably want a little bit of time between each pill-popping episode, but they didnt specify, so even though i now have 50 pills to pop, it should be easier. the only weird thing is that when my sister went on the same drug for her second bout of pustular tonsillitis (which makes me think i might actually have tonsillitis again afterall), the doc told her that she had to have it a half hour before food. i wasnt. when she took hers once at work without the halfhour time constraint, she started to feel sick. lets hope that doesnt happen to me - it really was a pain in the arse for her to have a half hour before food - she is a huge eater (taking after my dad) so having to let us all start our dinner, wait half an hour, and then be able to eat was quite annoying.

anyway, i should probably be doing maths homework from last week, but right now i think i should have lunch

hee hee, i started this post only a little after i got home this morning from the doctors at about 10, but it took me until 12:51 by my clock to finish the post - i so slow