What a week...

Have you ever had one of those weeks were absolutely nothing went right? If there was something that could go wrong, it did? That is what this week has been for me. I kept trying to think that it wasn't that bad when it was happening, but as I look back now, it was indeed that bad. I have never been so sick in all my life. It's amazing the things that stress does to the body. I've had stress sicknesses before, but never quite this bad. My appetite is gone and I've lost 10 pounds since Monday. That's four days. Not healthy. My main fear has been dehydration, so I've been pounding down the gatorade and that's probably what has saved me. What the heck, I'll just start from the beginning and share all the gory details!
Monday-started out like any other. Besides that it was K-Dub's B-DAY! Whoo! Got up early, went to the gym. Tummy wasn't feeling too good, kind of nauseated, tied up in knots. Thought it would go away, but it just got worse. Had a glass of sprite for breakfast to calm it down. It didn't work. Nauseated all day long, didn't dare eat lunch because I felt so sick and spent half the afternoon ready to bolt to the nearest container to dry heave in. Ugh. Napped for awhile, went to Rach's house to hang for a bit and had more sprite. Did not sleep well.
Tuesday-woke up feeling totally fatigued and weak. Still a little nauseated, but not as bad, more sprite and a banana for breakfast. Spent every spare moment of the morning studying for my dreaded microbiology exam that was to take place that afternoon. Didn't dare eat lunch, still feeling ill, decided to brave the test at 1 PM. Test went horribly. I couldn't remember a thing I had learned and had a minor freak out in the middle and ended up giving up on the stupid test without answering half the questions. Ouch. Went home and went to bed to try and sleep off the upsets. Ended up watching Beauty and the Beast (best Disney movie EVER!) and tried to look online to see what else needed to be done for my online class before Friday. Feeling a teensy bit better, thinking of hitting the sack early and BAM! my computer is overinfested with malware. MALWARE!!! ARGH!! Having already had a hard day, that did me in. I sat and cried over the stupid infestation before I finally managed to text K-Dub for advice. Luckily he could tell I needed help and came over to save the day and my computer.
Wednesday-as if the week couldn't get any worse. Still feeling a little fatigued, but ok. Went to the gym decided to weigh myself for fun and saw that I had lost six pounds since my last weigh in on Monday. And then only lasted twenty minutes before I had to make my first of about a million trips to the bathroom to be sick. Every twenty minutes until I finally could take some meds at 11:30 AM I visited the porcelain throne and who knew you could hold that much of anything?? Anyway, slept until my two thirty class and braved leaving the house again. Luckily I didn't have any more episodes until much later. After my two afternoon classes, I broke down and called my mom. I ended up going to my parent's house for the evening because my older brother was in Price for the day and my dad was going to help me with my taxes. Had two pieces of toast for dinner and managed to hold them down for awhile. My dad and brother gave me a priesthood blessing though, so I knew I could only get better. And it was so nice to be with my family. Although I would like to thanks Carbon County for screwing me over when it comes to taxes. Apparently I'm not good enough to claim as an employee so I had to file a 1099 and now owe the effing government money. See if I ever work for you again. Anyway, went home and managed to have a much better night's sleep.
Thursday-more tired than ever, but not feeling nauseated for once. Also woke up knowing what I have to do, even though I didn't want it to turn out this way. :( Managed to have a banana for breakfast, went to my morning lab and then went home. Managed to eat half a sandwhich for lunch, even though I was not feeling hungry. Had every intention of doing homework, but ended up sleeping because I had to work later. Work wasn't too bad, just hard because I've been feeling so weak. Got home, haven't felt hungry, and because it is so late, I opted for no dinner, decided to weigh myself again, just for kicks and discovered I'm now ten pounds down. I'm just glad I'm feeling better. What a week. The weekend better be better. Haha. And hopefully I get my appetite back. Or maybe it wouldn't be so bad if I didn't.

Last but not least, I have made the decision to drop microbiology. It's been super hard, but I know it has to be done. I'm too sick to keep up, and I have other things that need just as much, if not more focus. At least now I know what to do next time I take it. I'm just afraid that it's really going to mess up my nursing schedule, that is if I even get in the program. For the first time I'm doubting if I'm really cut out for school, for a stupid career and life in general. I feel like I'm giving up and that's not what I want to do at all. I don't know. Everything happens for a reason, and I just trust that Heavenly Father knows more about what it going on than I do.

Thanks to everyone who helped me survive this week, specifically K-Dub, Rach, V2 and my family. It can only get better from here.

"It will all be ok in the end. If it's not ok, it's not the end."