On Monday night our septic tank started shaking so hard it shook the whole house. At like 11 at night, my sister and The BFF had to run around trying to figure out what to do with the damn thing. They unhooked it and in the end, we had to buy a new one, which put my sister out $800 she doesn't have.
The BFF's computer got a virus and the tech people told her to download thisnthat from the internet because apparently they don't understand what "completely locked out of everything" means. She ended up paying Best Buy $200 - that she doesn't have - to wipe her computer. She did have all her documents backed up, thankfully, but she lost a bunch of music and all her Sims play, including Sam and Dean Sims that she has had for years. Dodger-Sim and the adorable son, George, that she had with James Kirk are dead now.
On Tuesday night, I started my Awesome Time of Month, which...okay, if Jeffrey Dean Morgan is never going to knock me up, then what's the point of having ovaries? Thankfully the Girl Scout cookies came in that day, so at least I had some comfort food.
On Wednesday, my sister found out that the project she has poured six months into at her office is being completely ignored by everyone. Her secondary-boss basically told all the staff that they don't have to do it and she is getting no support from the head-boss, who authorized the project in the first place. She feels totally ignored and wasted.
On Wednesday, I actually felt pretty good. I showered and planned to head out to Target to pick up a birthday card for ranua - (never did, babe, but I was thinking of you) - when suddenly the whole room started spinning.
Other than a nasty cold that I have had for three weeks, I have felt fine. I waited a minute, the spinning seemed to stop and I thought maybe it was a headrush. Then it started again and lasted for like three minutes - it was like I was on the tilt-a-whirl at the fair. I started shaking and I lay still for about 15 minutes and then I tried upping my blood sugar. I managed to get one whole peanut down before I hurled. An hour later I tried to take some Ibuprofen and hurled again. It was a couple of hours before I could roll over or sit up without everything spinning again.
This happened once last summer, and the doctor told me there was a little fluid in my ear and they had me sleep with a slanted pillow and take an antihistimine. So I have tried these things for the last five days and the room hasn't spun again since Thursday morning, but at least four times a day - without warning or even sudden movement on my part - the whole room just tilts on me. It's very nerve-wracking because I never know when it will happen. Other than that, I just kind of have this constant feeling of having just ridden a rollercoaster. And I am exhausted all the time.
I am typing this on my laptop so that I can stay on the couch, in case the room tilts on me. But it takes forever for anything to load on this thing, so actually reading my Flist or replying to things did not work-out so well. By the time I get back to feeling better, some of you will get comments on things like a month old. Right now I am trying to rest and take it easy so I can have the energy to go to "The Hunger Games" on Saturday. The last movie I saw was "Sherlock Holmes 2" and about ten minutes in I got sweaty/shaky/vertigo and had to keep closing my eyes during all the action scenes. I better not get sick during Hunger Games or I will Pissed Off - I will be throwing up and sobbing hysterically at the same time - (yes, I expect to cry like a baby since I cry everytime I see the damn preview on TV). But I am so serious - I CANNOT MISS THE HUNGER GAMES, YOU GUYS!!
Anyways, it sucks and I am hoping the specialist finds a nasty ear infection that explains everything and that it isn't the Mysterious Illness (which I was sure was from a concussion) starting up again. I doubt that is what the specialist will say but let's live in denial for a few days.