This Day is Bananas

Dear Blog, I feel like crying. I’m dizzy (so dizzy) and more worn out than I’ve been in years. I’m hesitant to bring it up because people tend to kind of freak out, but… my health is acting up.

I don’t think it’s going to be anything HUGE – they’ll probably just want to do a few tests and adjust my medication (which needs to be done anyway), but I am trying to get in to see my pediatric cardiologist a few months earlier than I was planning. (Only like a month and a half early, really.)

And I’m so dizzy and I can’t think to do anything*

[definition of "anything" = schoolwork. writing. basically anything productive or that requires brain power. mah brain is quite scrambled; i'm typing worse than normal.]

so I decided to take a nap. I mentioned the worn out bit, right?

WORST NAP EVER, BLOG!

There were two of them – TWO OF THEM! Plus her. And them. The them are people I DON’T EVEN KNOW but they were MEAN omg. And I stepped on the lawn that you weren’t supposed to step on and everyone looked at me funny and it was so awkward and OH.

MY.

GOSH.

I’m just glad it was a dream. That’s all I’m saying. Because I woke up and I wanted to cry, cry, cry it was so horrible. And then I sat up and remembered how dizzy I was and why I took a nap in the first place and I wanted to cry even more.

THIS DAY IS SUPER FUN, GUIS. /sarcasm