Happy Holigays Pt 2

 ***Written on 1/4/17 but I forgot to post***

How's it going, Interwebers?

Today sucks.

Since the last post, things have gone a bit south. Not too much, but I'm feeling frustrated. The first thing I should mention is that I lost my wallet last week and still haven't found it. Well, I've been searching for it for the last four days except for today because I was so tired and weak (I'll explain why further in the post), and my mom got upset with me because tomorrow is trash day and she was adamant that it could have fallen in the trash. She kept telling me all the things that I would need my wallet for and was practically begging me to look through the trash. I got so frustrated that I went outside in just my Batman onsie and running shoes and searched through the trash. I looked through four garbage bags, and I thanked God the entire time that my nose is stuffed up because otherwise I'm sure I would have thrown up.

It wasn't there.

I stormed in and took off my onesie and washed my hands and arms and I just felt like crying. There was this small hope that it would be there, but it wasn't. Just like I told my mom. I feel so frustrated, because I'm no closer to finding my wallet than I was before I looked through the trash. I know I need my wallet. I know that I would need to replace my driver's license, debit card, and student ID. Why can't they just leave me alone? I'm looking for it. It's not like I'm just lazing around waiting for my wallet to appear out of thin air. Well, except for today, but that was for a different reason. 

Which brings me to why I was tired and weak today. So I've basically been sick since the week right after thanksgiving. First I developed something similar to strep, so I got put on heavy duty antibiotics for ten days. I was sick for a week by the time I finally went to the doctor, so I was on those antibiotics during finals week. Well, I finished them by the middle of December and my mom decided to go to Phoenix to visit my niece. Who was sick at the time. You get where I'm going with this?

So my niece got me sick again, and it's taken from the third week of December until now for me to start getting better. I didn't go to the doctor because it didn't seem all that bad. I had a persistent cough, but my throat wasn't sore and I wasn't coughing up anything. My nose also never got runny or stuffy. I just kept coughing. It was worse at night, so every morning my mom would bug me about going to the doctor. I didn't listen until after the new year because that's when I developed congestion in my sinuses. I hate sinus infections, so I conceded going to the doctor so I could avoid that. Yesterday was my first round of pills, which is why I felt so drained today. I just couldn't find the energy to find my wallet today.

So yeah. My wallet is missing, I'm still sick but getting better, and my mom is upset with me. I get that she's terrified I'm going to die. I know that this is all probably triggering her, but I just wish she wouldn't take out her frustration on me. She makes me feel like it's my fault for staying sick. I know I should have gotten treated sooner, but the more she told me to go, the more I didn't want to. Sigh.

I guess that's it. So long for now.