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Not going to let my stupid body stop me, I’m going to Budapest on Sunday!
My fellow classmates and I have arranged a school trip to Budapest, we’ve been planning it for six months. The flight departs this Sunday, so I have to decide whether or not I feel well enough to join them. On the plus side, I’ll be spending 5 days with great people (some of them I’ll never see again), and I’ll be so sad if I miss out; on the minus side, if I keep feeling the way I feel now, I may well end up spending the entire trip on a bed at the hostel. Sure, it’d be more exciting to spend five days lying on a bed in Budapest than lying on my bed at home… but it’d also be more expensive. What if I get better, though? I felt a little better today.
Ugh, I don’t know what to do :(
Since I figured I’m going to have to take it easy while I’m injured, I acquired the complete series of Star Trek Voyager to watch during long days. I’m only halfway through the first episode, and I’m already overcome with childhood feels. I haven’t watched this since I was, I don’t know, seven years old, yet I recognize every single character. and THAT INTRO
I’ve really come to appreciate the fact that I can use this place to talk about virtually everything. It’s cliche, I know, but Tumblr really does work like a sort of safe space. While receiving support from other people is amazing, simply having a place to write down everything that’s going on in one’s head is very valuable in itself, regardless of if someone reads it or not.
When I did a standard procedure weigh-in at the clinic, it turned out I’ve lost about 10 pounds/5 kilograms without really noticing (I don’t own a scale, because I think it’s healthier not to obsess over a number). For 0.2 seconds, before being legitimately scared for my health, I thought “woo!”.
I shouldn’t be happy about it. There’s no difference in how I look (if anything, I find myself to be even flabbier), the change is probably due to dehydration and loss of muscle mass. Yet a lesser number on the scale has the power to affect me in such a positive way. That’s just wrong.
Managed to get a doctor’s appointment today, yay! At first the nurse wanted me to come next week, but I’m supposed to go on a school trip to Hungary (!) on Sunday, so she managed to give me an appointment this afternoon instead. (I have no idea how I’m going to survive a week in Budapest while I’m in this condition, but I really want to go)
First of all, I’m going to the clinic to have some new blood tests taken. I’m a bit scared. Very, very dizzy as well (so sorry if my posts are weird or jumbled). The nurse was surprised that I hadn’t been prescribed any dietary supplements for my anemia at the other clinic… Hopefully I’ll be getting some now, because this isn’t working. I don’t want this to be something serious.
(I have tons of mezzo friends, but this is Mezzo Friend)
It’s such a natural thing for her to be kind, she’s the type of person that everyone wants to be around. She seems so comfortable with displaying affection, too. Got a text message saying she missed me a lot, which made me very happy <3 So glad that we’re both staying at the same school next year. Lots and lots of duets are to be sung!
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