Shouldn’t a kid win the spelling bee if they spell “relief” “R-O-L-A-I-D-S”? I think yes.
Shouldn’t a kid win the spelling bee if they spell “relief” “R-O-L-A-I-D-S”? I think yes.
I got a migraine today and it was bad. I couldn’t even go to the game and taunt the players with the Butt Song!
I just kinda staggered around my room till I found the bed and then died for a few hours.
Blech.
No more anemia!
I had my one-month check-up and blood work done, and I’m not anemic anymore! My red blood cell saturation went from 2% to 23%, my hemoglobin went from 8.4 to 12.9, and my hematocrit went from 27.5 to 38.7. I was too lazy to look all these things up to see specifically what they meant, but I’m pretty sure that 2% red blood cell saturation is pretty sucky.
I hope I can give blood soon!
Who needs blood, anyway?
Today my lower right wisdom tooth hole bled for almost the entire day. I’m not exaggerating when I say I lost about a cup of blood. Ew. And nausea. Lots and lots of nausea.
Plus, I got about two hours of sleep last night because I woke up in the middle of the night with this throbbing death pain in my jaw (or the part of my jaw I could feel). I had taken the pain pills that they had prescribed, but apparently they didn’t do crap for me. So today I took three doodads of Ibuprofen and I felt fine–except for the bleeding, which didn’t stop until a few hours ago.
Stupid wisdom teeth!
Ouch!
I got my wisdom teeth–all four of them–pulled this morning. I was really out of it for about three hours. Apparently I threw up twice. I don’t remember the ride home.
Bleh…I feel crappy. My whole lower jaw (plus my tongue and lower lip) is numb, so I can’t talk very well at all. I can’t taste anything either. The only thing I can really swallow is Slim Fast.
Bleh.
“Profoundly anemic”
Apparently I’m not going to be giving blood for a while.
I had a doctor’s appointment earlier today (just a regular check-up doohickey) and I asked about not being able to give blood because of my anemia (a couple months ago). So I got blood drawn, and apparently I’m “profoundly anemic”. I have to take these awful iron pills of death (they’re huge) twice a day with orange juice.
I hate taking pills and I hate orange juice. And I want to give blood.
…CURSE YOU IRON DEFICIENCY!!!
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