and what I am doing in reaction to the wrongness:

• I have had the worst cold since my senior year of high school, when I’m pretty sure I had the flu. Consequently, I am drinking lots of fluids, eating nothing but chicken soup and crackers (with the exception of today, in which I went to Zaxby’s), and not taking the medicine Health Services tells me to take because using steroids to reduce inflammation in a sore throat is like using a flame thrower to kill ants.
• My voice has been gradually leaving me since yesterday. Today, it was completely gone until about 5:00 in the afternoon. However, I am flirting with cute girls anyway.
• My anxiety has been ridiculously high. I am probably going to start anti-anxiety medications soon because this shit is just ridiculous. I am trying not to Google every physical symptom I have, because the anxiety combined with my cold are making all kinds of symptoms happen and I am trying to not let Google tell me I have cancer of the torso. I am meditating more and trying more deep breathing exercises.
• I have to go back to Health Services in a week because when I went last Thursday, my anxiety was so high / I was so nervous that I had high blood pressure (140/90, where the preferred BP is 120/80) and the doctor wanted to make sure I don’t actually have hypertension. Consequently, I am crying in my therapist’s office about how I now have fatal heart disease and will have to take medicine for the rest of my life. He is telling me that is the first time in a year that I have ever cried in his office (the last time being when I was dealing with the breakup). He is also telling me that it’s my anxiety and not hypertension and to calm the fuck down the next time I have to go to the doctor’s office.
• All of the various illnesses that have befallen me (re:cold, anxiety) have made me fall behind in classwork, a mere two weeks into classes. To solve the problem, I am typing this blog post instead of studying I am managing my time as best as I can.

This is where I have been, readers.

I will return when I have my shit together.

- Debbie