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yesterday i woke feeling like the wrong end of the dog.
i thought about coffee before work and decided my stomach couldn't take it.
i had some water and went to work.
i almost threw up on the way in.
nausea continued at work.
i got the most pressing stuff on my to-do list done and informed my boss i was going home.
i came home.
tried to throw up. failed. felt worse.
i slept on the couch until ross came upstairs. then i went downstairs. i slept til 1pm.
around 5pm i started feeling better. managed to keep some food down. i decided to skip class.
my aunt called around 9 to say that my uncle was feeling grumpy and sensitive about his face (he had face cancer and is scarred from the surgery) and that my grandpa just had his lungs drained again and is feeling REALLY tired. she was afraid grandpa would push himself to do more than he can if i come to chicago to see them this weekend as i was planning. also there is a big storm coming through chicago (and minnesota incidentally). she said she would let me know if anything looked like i would not get another chance to see grandpa (he is 92 after all) so that i could fly in....but she thought it would be better if i came after xmas when grandpa and my uncle will potentially be feeling better. of course, neither my uncle nor my grandpa would ever tell me this themselves.
so i suddenly have a weekend i wasn't expecting. i feel suddenly less stressed out.
my plans include the following:
putting up the xmas decorations
catching up on homework (includeing a 5 page paper)
meeting with my group to plan our presentation sunday at 7pm.
possibly getting together with corrin for knitting/xmas shopping.
this leaves me with SO much more time than i was expecting to have.
and i would still give it all up (minus the group meeting) to see my family. but if my family would really do better seeing me later? i think i'll take this breathing room. and use it to breathe.
i thought about coffee before work and decided my stomach couldn't take it.
i had some water and went to work.
i almost threw up on the way in.
nausea continued at work.
i got the most pressing stuff on my to-do list done and informed my boss i was going home.
i came home.
tried to throw up. failed. felt worse.
i slept on the couch until ross came upstairs. then i went downstairs. i slept til 1pm.
around 5pm i started feeling better. managed to keep some food down. i decided to skip class.
my aunt called around 9 to say that my uncle was feeling grumpy and sensitive about his face (he had face cancer and is scarred from the surgery) and that my grandpa just had his lungs drained again and is feeling REALLY tired. she was afraid grandpa would push himself to do more than he can if i come to chicago to see them this weekend as i was planning. also there is a big storm coming through chicago (and minnesota incidentally). she said she would let me know if anything looked like i would not get another chance to see grandpa (he is 92 after all) so that i could fly in....but she thought it would be better if i came after xmas when grandpa and my uncle will potentially be feeling better. of course, neither my uncle nor my grandpa would ever tell me this themselves.
so i suddenly have a weekend i wasn't expecting. i feel suddenly less stressed out.
my plans include the following:
putting up the xmas decorations
catching up on homework (includeing a 5 page paper)
meeting with my group to plan our presentation sunday at 7pm.
possibly getting together with corrin for knitting/xmas shopping.
this leaves me with SO much more time than i was expecting to have.
and i would still give it all up (minus the group meeting) to see my family. but if my family would really do better seeing me later? i think i'll take this breathing room. and use it to breathe.
