i'm pretty sure crying doesn't help congestion

worst. week. ever.

last friday i did go out, music was great, saw some friends, met some people, hung out til 5am. i woke up at like 1pm on saturday with my ears feeling completely clogged. like from congestion, not from loud music. as the day went on, the pain got worse and worse. i took a lot of allergy meds and tried to sleep, but kinda just layed around, no temperature so i was sure it wasn't an infection. i had tickets to a show on saturday and around 10pm tried to go but walking down the stairs sounded like a herd of elephants running through my head so i was certain i would be miserable if i were to go to the show. o22 from work and i were gonna meet up, but yeah, i didn't go so another time, i was glad we txted beforehand =)

so i got depressed and then went to bed early and sunday woke up feeling worse if that was possible. i went out and got more allergy meds and at this point was taking singulair, zyrtec, sudafed, benadryl and tylenol along with neti pot and breathe right strips none of which were working. i went to bed and hoped to work on monday.

i called out on monday, at first i was going to see if someone would stay for me, but then called out an hour before. i didn't check my e-mail or anything and just tried to sleep to be ready for tuesday. i also had tickets to a show on monday, this time i tried to go but after 40minutes of looking for my bike lock which i apparently lost, i was sweaty and frazzled and realized that i should not go. i was obsessing about the bike lock but realized my light is also broken so i think i had the lock hanging on the handle bars and it fell off. i don't know, know i feel i'm obsessing a bit again. agh!

so i didn't sleep like at all on monday except for like 3 hours and rode my bike to work tuesday to find out that there was a sub in for me all week. this all seems moot now bc of the circumstances that arose once i went to the clinic. erg. i got all upset and thought i was losing my job and cried and panicked bc i can't afford a week off and blah blah blah. the director had e-mailed me but i hadn't logged in since saturday in an effort to not do things and also avoid potentially stressful communication (i worry a lot). the email was vague. blah.

so wed. i still felt like shit. i decided to go to the clinic. good thing. i'll post this now bc i keep stopping and adding to it but i don't know when then next time i will update is. so i'll start at wed. in my chronology.