You call this weak?
I was out most of the day. So hurray, right? I finally get to see daylight which would help darken me a bit since this fucking sickness made me even yellower. My initial plan was to go to my healthcare provider but around 11 AM, I was feeling better so I canceled that and decided that I will just buy myself an imic for the friggin headset I bought which turned out to be incompatible with this mac. My only choice was to get the imic adapter thingy (expensive little fuck) to go with the equally expensive lame duck headset. So I got ready, finally ate normal food, then come 12:30 the runs come a-knockin’ again. Shit, pun intended! So I went to the healthcare and since I’ve never been there, I actually went to the wrong place. It turns out that their space in that building is only for their offices and payment centers. Sheesh. The real clinic is a couple of blocks away and as if I would walk that far, good thing I borrowed mom’s driver. When I finally reached the real thing, the number of people waiting shocked me. The place is quite small and it was overflowing with the aged and the sickly. I couldn’t even find a seat. I gave up after…10 minutes or so and told the nurses that I’ll just find an accredited doctor or something. I figured I’d follow my plan B since plan A didn’t work so I headed to Apple Center to get the imic. I thought it would only take me a couple of minutes but I wanted to test the imic first and the people there, including me, couldn’t figure out how to make it work properly. So I think I was there for an hour until my mother told me to go to another clinic and have a fecalysis there. I made sure that I can still return the stupid imic if it doesn’t work (oh yeah, i even brought the stupider headset with me) and then I went to another clinic. This clinic is heaven compared to the first one I went to. For one, it’s much cleaner. Two, less people. Three, faster service. So I thought it would be a real breeze but I was wrong. When it was time for me to erm…produce a stool sample, I couldn’t crank one out. I was mad as hell cos I’ve been shitting my guts out for the last couple of days and when I actually needed to do it, WTF? performance shy? Grrr. I just wouldn’t allow it so I figured out a way to upset my stomach. I decided to eat the forbidden. Taadaaa. I went to Cibo and ate pasta with lotsa cheese. It was delicious but I felt sick as hell after. I had to rush back to the clinic and straight to the restroom. It’s really disgusting but at least I was able to … execute. I tried to wait for my test results but I was starting to feel really weak and nauseous. I still do up to now but I want to know if this imic works so I’m testing it with Skype. Hell! I’m going to try it with Gizmo Project as well. If somebody wants to help me test this damn thing, look for me at “kareninsilver”. I’ll just probably yell at you or something though.
