For more than a month, I’d be looking forward to this day as it is my move-in date for new T-Bird apartment. I will not, however, be spending the night on-campus. My head was pounding all night and I got very little rest. When it was time to get up for school, I just leaned against the bathroom counter for five minutes. I caught myself breathing heavily as if I had just sprinted. I felt awful.
I am pretty sure I have the stomach flu. I feel this virus wants to knock me on my ass and then some. If the constant head throbbing and muscle aches weren’t enough, I can’t seem to retain any food. It goes through me like a greased pig on a Slip ‘N Slide. I have to be near a bathroom at all times now.
Somehow, I mustered the strength to get to school. In hindsight, I probably should have stayed home. I made it through three hours of class, where somehow, I closed off my “leaky valve”. After class, I did pick up my keys nonetheless. I have seen my new place. I’m not sure if it’s fair to comment on it now, since all I can concentrate on is not pooping every five minutes. I’ll take some digital photos when I have the time and energy.
I so thankful that my father came to pick me up from school. That reminds of me of line from Conan ‘O Brien, “which one of these buttons calls your parents to pick you up?” My dad also loaded up the car with some stuff, so we moved a few things in. I was winded just after a few boxes. We then drove home.
I am going to spend the night here at my parents and I’m not even sure if I’ll be moving in for real tomorrow. I’m going to take this day by day.