No idea. They just told me that I probably have it and can actually tell people that I do have it.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket.
~Charles Peguy
Energy sent for you, hon. Take good care of yourself, huh?
And you who seek to know me,
know that the seeking and yearning
will avail you not,
unless you know the Mystery:
for if that which you seek,
you find not within yourself,
you will never find it without.
Trying to. I've been having the worst french fry cravings. Why is it that when you're sick you always crave salt?
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket.
~Charles Peguy
So, update: I'm mostly over it, but I still have a few symptoms and I've missed almost two weeks of classes so I'm way behind and panicking somewhat because I have a test on Monday, a paper due on Tuesday (which I haven't started yet), another paper due on the 20th, and another paper due the 23rd. I'm a bit overwhelmed and still not feeling a hundred percent, plus I'm in a bit of a depression because since I've been sick I haven't been doing my happy light or taking my meds consistently. So yes, continued prayer would be appreciated.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket.
~Charles Peguy
Also, an excerpt from a writing book you and I are both familiar with, that I reread when I'm overwhelmed:
Thirty years ago my older brother, who was ten years old at the time, was trying to get a report on birds written that he'd had three months to write. [It] was due the next day. We were out at our family cabin in Bolinas, and he was at the kitchen table close to tears, surrounded by binder paper and pencils and unopened books on birds, immobilized by the hugeness of the task ahead.
Then my father sat down beside him, put his arm around my brother's shoulder, and said, "Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird."
So *hugs* take it bird by bird, Kitteh, and feel better. <3
