Whining & Complaining

I need to do some whining & complaining today, dudes.  It's been a rough week on ol' Jill.

I keep reminding myself that nothing is drastically wrong, it's just a bunch of things that aren't going quite right this week, all happening at the same time, that are causing me to be a very disgruntled and cranky human being.  Why is that?  Why do all the little things happen at the same time?  ugh.

So.  It kind of all started with the fact that I feel like I've had an on-again off-again headache since last weekend.  I woke up with it Saturday morning, and battled it all weekend.  It faded away Sunday afternoon/evening, but it keeps coming back.  And every time it comes back, it's a blatant reminder to me that I NEED to make a doctor's appointment.  Nothing seems to help these headaches.  Tylenol, Advil, Magic Bag... nothing.  Most of the time, they don't develop to migraine level, they just nag and persist and make life miserable while they cling on.  I HATE them.  It's time for the doc to help me out here.

On top of the that, around midnight Monday night (or is that Tuesday morning?).  I woke up with a very unsettled feeling stomach.  As you might know, I don't do puke, so I lay there for quite a while just trying to convince myself that I was fine.  When it became clear that I was not, in fact, fine, I dove out of bed and flicked on the light, and when I did so, the light bulb flashed and burnt out promptly.  It is Scary Halloween Time of Year, it's the middle of the night, I'm about to barf, and THAT'S WHEN THE LIGHT BULB DECIDES TO BURN OUT?!?

I told you it's been a rough week.  And we're only on Monday/Tuesday, guys.

So yeah.  I'll spare you the details, but I was up several times during the night doing my absolute least favourite thing in the world, whilst also having to leap to and from my bed to avoid the monsters that live under it in the dark because my light bulb was burnt out.  When I woke up Tuesday morning, the headache was back on top of it all, and I was not a happy camper.  So I took a sick day.  I rarely take sick days - in fact, I loathe sick days.  I had joked with Lindsay the day before that I was so into the show Scandal I just wanted to stay home and watch it, so I'm pretty sure that's what she thought I was up to, but seriously, I hate being sick so much, I'd never choose that over being at work.  EVER.

That being said... I did watch 12 episodes of Scandal that day.  It was the only good thing about it.

It seemed to just be a 12-hour bug, because while the headache nagged on, the stomach issues went away quickly, and I was back to work yesterday.

Ah, but it was not a perfect day.  Not by a long shot.  Aside from the headache, I was also starting to get concerned about these random little outbreaks of hives I've been having lately.  I have sensitive skin, it's not unusual for me to break out in random, inexplicable rashes or hives, but I had noticed over the past week that I was breaking out in red, itchy, random hives a little more often than normal.  The red welt would appear, itch like crazy for about five minutes, then completely fade away.  One here, one there...nothing consistent, just terribly annoying.

I googled random outbreaks of hives yesterday, and the Internet doctors told me that either a) I'm allergic to something (I haven't eaten or been using anything out of the ordinary for me), b) I'm stressed out about something (but I'm not), or c) I'm dying (so clearly, I am dying.)

I've been trying to ignore the hives and pretend they aren't happening, but last night I had been watching TV on the couch and felt like I was itching all over.  These damn hives are making me go crazy.  They are breaking me psychologically.  I'm starting to feel itchy all the time!  Then I went to change into my PJ's and discovered I was in the midst of a MASSIVE hive outbreak. They were not in my imagination.    It was not one here, one there...They were ALL OVER my torso, my arms, and my legs.

This episode resulted in me having to go to my mom's at 10 PM last night to get the expired children's Benadryl in crappy flavoured liquid form from her fridge.  I took the recommended dose for a 95 lb. child.  I don't know if it worked, or if the hives just went away on their own, but I woke up this morning and you'd never even know they'd been there.

On top of all this, my mom asked me this morning if my eyes were swollen, and I was like, "Yes, I think they are, and it's because I've basically had a headache for a week now and IT WON'T GO AWAY."  So yes, my eyes are puffy and swollen looking and I don't know what to do about that either.

I have no idea what is wrong with me this week.  But it's not cool, yo.

All I know is, Halloween is right around the corner, and I have a fun weekend planned, and I don't need all of these little ailments dragging me down.  I'm sick of hives and headaches and sore eyes.  I'm sick of feeling "not quite right".  I just want to go back to normal again.

Thus, I have blogged about it.  Now let it be so.