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I have mono. I think everyone knows that. Don't really know. I didn't tell Chris (but I told Laura) or Mange.
I've probably had it for like a month (because that's how long i've not been feeling normal) but first got diagnosed about two weeks ago.
I went to the doctor three times in a week. Time number one I had Dr. Smith (this was the walk-in clinic on Dewey St. in Manitowoc). I went in on a Tuesday with the symptoms of fatigue and weakness and a swollen lymph node in my neck. Dr. Asshole (Smith) told me I was fine and to take Advil to decrease the size of the lymph node. Whatever.
The weekend comes and I'm getting a super sore throat and feel like crap. Mom takes me into the doctor (same clinic) on Sunday. This time I have Dr. Asian-can't-fucking-speak-English. He looks in my throat and decides it's really bad (doesn't tell me what I have) and prescribes penicillin. He told me I should feel better by that night. Nope.
I planned on going in to work on Monday morning (at 5am) but woke up, came downstairs, went to go hack a loogie and ended up running to the bathroom (connected to my Parents' room) and puking. I called my boss and told her I couldn't work. I went back to bed and cried because my throat and ears hurt sooo much. By this point in time I couldn't talk. My throat was swollen sooooooooo my voice was like an octave higher than usual. Also, due to the swollen throat, it hurt lie hell to eat or drink. I had to brace myself everytime I swallowed.
Tuesday morning I still felt super horrible and Mom was afraid I was going to get dehydrated because I didn't want to drink anything. I went back to the clinic and told them the penicillin was NOT working. I had Dr. Asshole again and he said they were going to do a monospot test on me. Finally. I was at the clinic for three hours that day waiting, waiting, and waiting. It was finally determined that I did indeed have mono. I was then offered a prescription of Prednisone (a steroid) to reduce the swelling in my throat. I took him up on the offer. I was on a tapered daily dose of Prednisone till that Sunday (five days). I went home and took the six I was supposed to take that day and within an hour it no longer hurt to swallow and my voice was vastly more recognizable. Amazing.
I went in to work for an hour and a half the next day before I was sent home. I've been working small segments at a time since then. Up until yesterday, I was feeling normal except for being unusually tired.
Yesterday I got a rash. It wasn't bad, just a little itchy in spots. Today my rash is wayyy worse. It's symmetrical by my armpits, elbows, thighs, knees, and calfs. I looked at mono symptoms online and sure enough, about 5% of people that have mono get a rash. I decided it is associated with the mono because I did more research and found out that viral rashes are symmetrical and mono is a virus.
Good heavens.
I am also reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally frustrated with Adam right now but that is going to be another long post and don't have the energy for it currently.
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I am watching MADtv and Green Day was just on. They played "Blood, Sex, and Booze" from the album Warning. I thouroughly enjoyed it (altough I rarely listen to that CD). Even if you don't know me that well, i've probably told you that I hate the "new" Green Day. By new I mean American Idiot and the fact that they wear makeup. I feel that it is necessary to tell you again that I used to love Green Day. They were my favorite band from probably 1995, through the less than satisfactory Warning, until American Idiot came out. In my opinion, they have become punk. I've heard them say they're a punk band, even before AI came out. Granted, Dookie (or even 1039 Smoothed Out Slappy Hours) is very different from Nimrod, but they still sound like Green Day. I don't think they used to be punk. I don't like punk. Anyway, label or no label, I still love their old music. Things that make me unhappy though:
1. There are people (generally young kids) that don't know Dookie, Insomniac, etc exist.
2. There is now tons of Green Day paraphernalia like shoes, backpacks, and belts which I won't buy because they have the heart grenade on them which, to me, symbolizes the "new" Green Day. Where's all the Nimrod gear? I did find a Kerplunk watch at Spencers which I really do need.
The end.
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[05 Jan 2007|11:54pm] |
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This is the voicemail I received this morning at 12:30 from Jonschwab:
"Hey. Hey. HEEEEEEEEEEEYYY. You like stupid or something? I mean seriously. When the phone rings, ya know when it makes that little (here Jon sings an entire ring tone, perhaps la cucaracha). Denise. You need to answer the goddamn phone. What the fuck, Denise? Am I gonna have to come up there and smack some hos around? I mean seriously. You need to call me back or else shit’s gonna hit the fan. Aight? Seriously. I’m gonna have to choke a bitch. Peace."
I'm glad I didn't answer the phone so I can laugh at this voicemail again and again.
All the scabs have fallen off my tattoo! This means no more stinky owl skimmers, I can shower standing on both feet, I can wear socks once it actually gets cold out, and I can go swimming. I'm happy.
It's been a week since i've hung out with Adam. We work together tomorrow night so hopefully we can hang out after that. I know that Chris and Kim are the main readers of this lj and they don't like Adam but I feel as though they still want me to "hang out" with him to get experience under my belt. Well, maybe just Kim. I don't think Chris likes to think about that =)
The nightmares about camp have started already. Nik and Jon will find out tomorrow what their positions will be. Then I can either relax a little OR the nightmares with step up a notch.
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[01 Jan 2007|06:35pm] |
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OK - events of the last week-ish:
Tuesday, the 26th - worked. I bought an iPod (and I had to look at it just now to make sure I capitolized it correctly). I was frustrated because my antiquated computer took forever to import CDs. I was also frustrated because Adam was not returning my facebook messages.
Wednesday, the 27th - worked. I went out with Kim, Krystel, and Chris. I planned on going out for about two hours and having a few drinks. I got home at about 1am and was WASTED.
Thursday, the 28th - Wake up at 4am for early bird guard. I scanned maybe once every five minutes. I puked at about 7am - yep, while I was guarding. I may have been hung over. I came home and slept, still frustrated with Adam not returning my messages or voicemail. I went to Kristen's with Chris and played Scattergories and Catchphrase.
Friday, the 29th - Early bird guard. not hung over. Went to Green Bay with Liz. Went out with Kim, Chris, Adam, and Liz. It was a little awkward. Adam didn't really talk until Liz came. We left Kim and Chris at Tony's and I slept over at Adam's. Wasn't frustrated with him anymore.
Saturday, the 30th - worked 7-10am. Slept. Was less frustrated with my iPod/antique computer because mom did a virus/something/whatever scan. It now takes only about 15 minutes to import a CD rather than 45 minutes. Worked 6-8 with Adam. Came home and went to bed because Adam was busy.
Sunday, the 31st - tried unsuccessfully to go to church. Got up at about 10am and put music on my iPod until I drove to Shannon's to go to Milwaukee. New Year's eve was fun. We (about 10 people from camp) played cards (spit), twister, and catchphrase. We also made tacos and cookies. We had a giant sleepover in the living room/den/fireplace room and slept from about 5-9am. Shannon and I then went to Panera and home. I took a small nap and have since been putting music on my iPod.
I start my internship tomorrow and then have to take Shannon and I to our interviews in Waukesha.
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[21 Dec 2006|09:15pm] |
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All is well. I hung out with Adam last night and got my tattoo today.
I'm still making all the first moves with Adam as well as telling him when we're going to hang out. I hinted around all day yesterday that I was bored and we should hang out. Finally at like 9:30 I said "Can I come over and play cribbage?"
I seriously thought I was gonna faint and/or puke while getting my tattoo (I didn't). While we were waiting I was seriously getting light headed. The lady (not the artist) asked me if I had eaten anything lately (cause I indicated on the form that I have fainting problems) and made me eat a sucker. No problem there. I got intot the "procedure" room and I put my foot up on the thing and I was shaking and sweating like a motherfucker. Seriously. I had verbal diarrhea to keep my mind off of the stabbing/cutting pain on my foot. I dared not look at what was going on. The actual getting of the tattoo took like five minutes. Everyone in the shop then had to go out for a smoke to get ready for Chris's tattoo which took maybe a half hour. Done. Hooray!
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[20 Dec 2006|04:06pm] |
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Tattoo day is for sure tomorrow. Chris and I went in to the place yesterday and we would have been able to do it during the afternoon but he had a big custom piece coming in at three which was going to take the rest of the day. Gr! We made appointments for tomorrow at 6.
It's been a week and a half since Adam and I have hung out. I'm sick of trying (i've tried to hang out like everyday). We made out twice. What the hell?
I've actually made backup plans for this evening if/WHEN Adam decides he is "busy".
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[18 Dec 2006|09:01pm] |
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I hate my life.
I am doing nothing right now. Wait, i'm watching something morbid on Discovery Health which is next to nothing.
Adam was/is going to call me if he gets done Christmas caroling at a reasonable hour. I'm not counting on it.
Mom and Dad came home. I got a beach towel and a shot glass. Is anything more really needed in life besides water and alcohol?
I might be attending a dry New Year's Eve party. Eek!
I'm excited for my tattoo tomorrow. I painted my toenails tonight in preparation.
I'm tired but shouldn't be cause I took a nap. Obviously I wouldn't be tired if I was making out right now...
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I am home by myself right now. It has been a week since Adam and I have hung out. If we don't hang out tomorrow, i'm going to move into a cave and never come out. It's for the best. I hate everything.
I bought ugly shoes today for the accomodation of my tattoo. They are skimmers (which I hate) with owls on them. They're a 1/2 size too big cause they didn't come in half sizes. I also bought socks that don't cover the top of my foot. Oh boy...
I have to go Christmas shopping for my Mom and Dad and my generic exchange gift for Christmas Eve. Blah...
Hm. Should I go to church tomorrow morning? I don't know. If my Don and Deb (my parents) take two weeks off from church, I think I can too. They're gonna find out that I didn't go though...Grandma and Grandpa will notice my absence as well as my pastor (who lives next door to me). Perhaps I'll tell them that I was cleaning the house during that time. Which I really should finish up... I really hate punk music.
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I hate early bird guarding. I love the old people and the extra $2/hour but it's so FUCKING EARLY (I have to wake up at 4am on such days). This morning I put several braids in my hair and pulled it back into a chignon-type thing to keep myself awake. Yesterday morning I was walking around the pool and like feel asleep while walking and tripped over the hose reel and woke up. I told Janet, the Aquatic Coordinator, that I only want two early bird days a week next session.
I told another person at work about Adam and I. She asked me what was going on and I told her the whole (I left out the dirty details) story and she decided we're "seeing each other". Ok. I don't really care what you call it, I just like it.
I kinda have to clean the house like......NOW. Mom and Dad are coming home on Monday.
Bunifa Hatifa Latifa Sharifa.....JACKSON. Haha, I am watching MadTV.
Ok, game plan:
-take a nap
-laundry
-hit up Shopko
-go to the Y to do report cards then work
1-2-3 TEAM!
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K, first of all, I am watching Singin' in the Rain which I love.
I would LOOOOOOOOOOVE to put on here the details of mine and Adam's (what I consider to be) friends with benefits relationship. I would love to tell every single person I see everyday because I am so excited. Up until this past summer I didn't think there would ever be a guy that would like me. There now have been two.
We hung out again on Sunday night. =)
I am still alone in my house - my parents don't come back till Monday. I am hoping Adam keeps me company for most of the weekend.
Tattoo day is Tuesday the 19th. Yippie! Chris and I are going to Ancient Rites in Manitowoc. Hm, I need to buy appropriate footwear before then...
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[09 Dec 2006|10:16pm] |
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My birthday (Wednesday) was amazing. It went a little sometihng like this:
Midnight -5:30am - "hang out" at Adam's house. I had to leave at 5:30 because at...
6:00 - give Mom and Dad hugs before they left for Hawaii for 12 days 6:15-7:45 - sleep
8:30-9:00 - call everyone and their mom to tell them about that morning's events 9am-1:45 - work. I was ridiculously hyper =)
4:30-7 - drive to Janesville
8-10:30 - drive to Delavan, eat at Chili's, and go to Walmart with Chris, Laura, Brent (my three roomates from Whitewater), Brad, and Emily
10:30-11 - drink and make creme de menthe bars
11ish - Chris somehow made me do a shot of "good" tequila. It didn't stay down.
11-12 - get drunk (there was nothing in my stomach after the tequila shot) and eat olives
midnight - say happy birthday to L-train (Laura)
sometime between 12 and 3 - pass out with my drink and the olives next to me. I woke up in the papasan chair at 3, took my contacts out, and slept till 10am on the couch
11am - drive home
Best birthday ever. It pretty much pleateaued between 2 and 5am. The rest of the day was just icing.
Ahhhhh.
We're hanging out tomorrow after work at my house (I think). Hopefully we replay Weds morning.
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Birthday mission accomplished and THEN some. I've had a wonderful birthday so far and it's only 8am =)
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Tomorrow is my birthday. I'm hanging out with Adam tonight. My parents are leaving for Hawaii tomorrow at 6am and will be gone for 12 days. I'm accepting applications for people to move in with me while they're gone.
Adam is still on the "Denise-wants-to-take-advantage-of-me kick." Sunday at work he was telling me a story where everytime a guy falls asleep he wakes up in another life. Adam was banging his head against the wall because he wanted to wake up in another life. I said "No, don't do that! Then you'll pass out and I'll have to do things!" Clearly, when I said this, I meant i'd have to do things like call 911, clear the pool, and do CPR. He goes "OH MY GOSH, DENISE! You want to do things to me! This is why I don't want you to get me drunk!" He also accused me of undressing him with my eyes and he walked around the rest of the day with the rescue tube covering his ass.
I sent him a facebook message last night saying:
"...So 7:30-7:45ish. Tomorrow. The big house. House and then The DaVinci Code. Want to drink?"
He sent me one back saying:
"...And I don't care if we drink or not. But you need my permission to "do stuff." No means no, Denise." He also is really good at guilt tripping me for not hanging out with him be never asks me to! I told him I can't just come over to his house whenever - he has to ask me to. He said "It's implied." I told him nothing is implied. I talked to Nik about this and he said men are stupid and need to be led and that he is probably complaining to his guy friends that I am playing mind games with him. Gr, I don't know.
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Hey, look! A post not about Adam!
So, I still went to Milwaukee last night despite the blizzard they had. The roads were a little shitty, but I had to go.
I arrived safely at Nik's house and was shown his Ann Coulter poster and George W and Reagan pictures in his room.
We went to the Brookfield South Panera (Jake Kosidowski was not there) and had Bacon Turkey Bravo's. It was Nik's first Panera experience.
We had lots of extra time so we went to the Brookfield mall for like a 1/2 hour and looked at toys.
We went to the movie place and met Jake and Alex and chatted with them for like a 1/2 hour before the movie started.
The movie (Happy Feet) was stupid. Good thing that's not why I drove to Milwaukee.
I took Nik home and I went home. The end. The trip was well worth it.
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I
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TOMORROW!!
I am going to Milwaukee tomorrow and seeing a movie I really don't want to see but I get to see Nik and Jake! Nik was the PFC director at camp and is Jon's best friend. Jake worked in the kitchen and is Alex's (swimming/fishing instructor) best friend. This is the message Nik sent me:
"Okay. Jake's Nazi-mom is cool with him going out, so this is what we're going to do. You're going to get to my house between 430 and 5. I'm going to show you my shrine to Ann Coulter, then we're going to get something to eat. Then we're going to pick up Jake and see Happy Feet. Then we're going to drop Jake off, and we're going to watch Chicago at my house. That's my plan, which includes no consumption of booze. But I'm sure you'll pull through."
What a kid.
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I forgot an important story in my last post:
When Adam and I were hanging out Friday night I told him I could get him really drunk really fast because he was so hungry. He said "No, then you'd take advantage of me." I just giggled.
Cayla (cousin) suggested that maybe that's what he wants. I'm not sure. I'm now doubting that he "likes" me. I DO know, however, that no matter what physical thing I do to myself (wear makeup, lose weight), in his opinion, I will always have the same "base number". Base number meaning the 1-10 attractiveness scale. He doesn't think that people can change their number. An example: His friend is ~210lbs and is pretty. He doesn't think that she'd be any more attractive if she lost weight. I'm baffled. I don't think this is what most guys think (am I wrong, Chris?).
Whew. I don't know.
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Alright. Let's see here - what has happened since I posted last?
Friday night I worked then hung out with Adam at his house. We just watched tv. Saturday I invited Adam to come over and watch the Birdcage and eat food that he didn't have to gather or hunt for. He didn't come cause he got a call from a friend that knew of a car he should buy for ~$700 that has two headlights, blinkers, and heat. One can probably exit the passenger side without the driver opening the door from the outside too.
Saturday night I went out with Liz F-B and Liz S from the Y. We went to Tony's then Time Out. I only had to avoid talking to three people at TO. I got a little drunk but not bad at all. NEW DRINK: GRAPE UV AND CRANBERRY JUICE. I had a slight amount of fun and that's only cause I was drinking. Liz and Liz knew everyone there and talked to everyone there. I knew two other people there that I actually wanted to (and did) talk to.
Sunday morning I skipped church then went to work. Adam claimed (I don't think I believe that) that he hadn't eaten since Thanksgiving. SIDE NOTE: ADAM'S PARENTS DON'T FEED HIM AND HE REALLY DOESN'T HAVE ANY MONEY FOR FOOD AND THEREFORE IS ALWAYS COMPLAINING THAT HE'S HUNGRY. I worked till 3 (Adam worked till 5) and left (about which Adam complained cause I always talk to him till he's done. We're such good guards.) I came back with soup (cause he loves soup) that I went and got for him from McDonald's.
IF GETTING HIM SOUP DOESN'T WARRANT A KISS NEXT TIME WE HANG OUT, I DON'T KNOW WHAT DOES!
I think next time we hang out will be next Tuesday. The day before my birthday. I will stay there until it IS my birthday. I probably need a birthday kiss (which would be my first birthday kiss). If i'm lucky, we might be able to hang out after his concert on Saturday night.
The end.
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Ok, time for a little LJing before I go to bed. I have to work tomorrow at 5am instead of going shopping. I'm a little sad about this.
Last night the plan was for my cousin Cayla (who just turned 21) and I to go visit Adam at the Y then go drink in St. Nazianz with Chris. We got to the Y and told Adam what were going to do and he said that we should wait 45 mintues till he was done with work so he could drink with us. Pretty much the only reason I would forgo hanging out with Chris would be to hang out with a boy that I want to date. Or go waterskiing... So Cayla was slightly unhappy about this because I only had cherry vodka in my car, not beer. We then called Liz and met her at a bar in Manitowoc (just Cayla and I) and had a beer (I started beer training again). We saw everyone and their mom that works or has worked at the Y.
Cayla and I then went to Adam's house. She got a tour of the shed. Cayla and I got a little drunk while Adam claims that he didn't. Many funny things were said like:
Adam: I'm pretty sure I was born just like anyone else (then made a motion of exiting the vaginal canal and made a noise).
Cayla: You were quifed out?
Cayla and I then sobered up/took a little napski and came home. All in all a good night.
Today we went to church, took a nap, ate and G-ma and G-pa's, chilled, and played scategories. I now have to finish cleaning my room so I can sleep on my bed (I slept on the floor with Cayla last night) and take a shower. Tomorrow: work then buy black heels which will be 40% at JC Penney's. Nice.
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[21 Nov 2006|11:34pm] |
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I'm assuming Adam's g-ma died cause he didn't call me back tonight. I left a voicemail at 7:50 (while he was in band) saying "You didn't call me today like you said you were going to which means either you're busy or you suck at life. So...bye." I then waited in Manitowoc for a while for him to call me and finally left at like 8:30.
I was happy before the lack of a phone call and here's why:
I bought two things today - a sweater and shoes. I went to Manitowoc today wanting to buy an off white zip or button up sweater to wear under my olive green vest. I found one within 30 seconds of walking into Shopko. There were two things I needed to fix which I did as soon as I got home. There were hideous crotcheted buttons on it (I put on some cute brown fisherman/toggle-y/tapered barrel ones) and little skinny irridescent beads which were really easy to get off.
I also bought shoes. They're comfy and look good with jeans. They're green and camo with elastic straps and one velcro strap, Mom and Dad think they're ugly. I don't care.
The other reason I was happy is because of my moderately successful adult lesson today. I have three people but I really only care about the success of one. His name is Jason and he's about 28ish and his girlfriend comes with him for support. I got him to do about 5 bobs (after explaining what they are) and swim on his back without the support of me or a noodle. Excellent! He flutter kicks and does elementary backstroke arms. He still gets really sore because he's still uncomfortable in the water but we're making success! His gf said that before he started lessons, he'd freak out he'd be in the water and it would come up as high as his neck.
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I should be cleaning right now because Dana (my sister) is coming home for Thanksgiving. Not the case. I fully plan on watching tv until I have to leave for work. Wait. Until I leave to go shoe shopping before work =) aaaaaaaaaand t-shirt shopping so I can have the awesome t-shirt like Chris's that i'm coveting right now.
The jury is still out on whether I'm hanging out with Adam tonight. He said he'd talk to me today - that could mean IMing, facebook message, or a phone call. Chris said I should take a hint from Wedding Crashers and "capitolize on the old broad's funeral". Omigosh, I was just trying to think of the five-ish people that actually read this and Brianna is one of them. I had a dream about her last night. She was working at Target. I had a dream about Adam too and I woke up and actually remembered it but had two dreams after that so I forgot it. Maybe something today will trigger my memory.
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