After eating a full meal this morning, I got a pair of scissors and cut open the overly secure packaging that enveloped a button sized anti-malaria pill. Today was the first day of next 20 week period that I would have to take this preventative pill. How’d it go?
Within half an hour I started to feel unusually dizzy which prompted me to look at the label on the bottle, which of course said, “may cause dizziness.” I then got dressed and into the car to drive to work. The dizziness significantly worsened to the point that it felt I had managed to smoke up during the transit from home to Chang’s, leaving me feel high like a kite. Unfortunately, I was driving to a waitressing shift.
The shift went fairly well, I was lucky enough that it was normal Monday business—meaning, slow as hell… perfectly complementary of the speed at which I was moving.
At some point, I know I went to the dentist today. She told me that the problems I’ve been having with my jaw lately can be solved by bedtime prayers and that my wisdom teeth would need to be removed at some point in the next few months. I didn’t question the bedtime prayers suggestion at the time because, well, I was still pretty out of it. As for the problem of being in Senegal when my wisdom teeth needed to come out, she went on to tell me that I’d just have to suck it up until I came home and could get them pulled.
All day I have been extremely sluggish and lethargic, consequently more emotional. If I had more energy in my body, I think I might have had a panic attack over feeling so unprepared for my departure to Senegal in less than one week. The minute school had let out in May, I started working full time waitressing. The weekend I found out I got the internship with SCI, I started working out of dc full time. With that internship, I’ve been to Kansas City and living in dc (as opposed to claiming to live in dc as I usually do, but really commuting around the ‘burbs of Maryland). The last two weeks of the internship, I literally never spent one night at home in Potomac. Finally, now that everything is wrapping up, my next reality is settling in and I don’t have the energy to confront it.
What do I do in response to this realization? I go all nostalgic about all the things I’m going to miss at Grinnell this semester and all the people that I’m going miss both from school and here at home in DC. While I’m re-reading this entry out loud, my jaw grows tense again and all I can think is “shit, I think I have to go say some bedtime prayers now.”
Also, did I mention that hallucinations are a side-effect to be expected during sleep? I look forward to it.
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