So I may have made a promise that I couldn't keep in my last post, I'm sorry! I'll try to refrain from promising stuff like that in the future and if I actually carry it through then it'll be a nice surprise. Right are we good now?
This will be a little bit of an update I suppose. If you read the title you will know that I have recently moved! I've moved to the city, (some would say the 'Big Smoke'), temporarily. Although my new place is absolutely lovely and I would love to stay, I'm really just here to help a friend out for about three months whilst she is gallivanting around in foreign places overseas. So I'm looking after her room and things and paying her rent etc. while she is away.
I'm loving the style of her room. Just about everything is white and the room has tonnes of natural light during the day so everything is really bright, which is a huge contrast to my old room where I'm just living for that golden haze in the afternoon. (My house is extremely dark, even during the day.) My family had a joke that it's like involuntary light therapy. Mr Sun: "You're going to light therapy whether you want it or not!"
I'm also back at University. We have just ended the second week of semester. I'm not sure how I'm going to go with these subjects but hopefully I'll be able to pass. Fingers crossed. If I am able to perform well this semester then I'll be able to graduate and finally get out of this never ending degree!
I wasn't able to get the financial aid that I was expecting to so I'm currently looking for part-time work or some sort of sponsorship for living, (seriously if there is a billionaire out there who's feeling charitable I won't say no to a rich benefactor). Although I feel I should note that I was actually still planning on looking for work even if I was to receive financial aid, after all things like that aren't designed to be a permanent source of income. It's definately made things harder and more of a struggle than I really think is necessary at this point and time of my life but it happens. I'm pretty sure you can expect a post about being poor or looking for work some time in the future.
On a more positive note, I really do feel like being here in this nice, clean and new environment has been a blessing and something that I really needed. It's like before I was trapped in a dark closed box and now I've been released...kinda... It's like things are a little more clearer now and my brain is less foggy, messy but less foggy.
On that note I shall leave this post for today and wish you all positive experiences throughout your day today!
Maisy xxx
This is an update on how I spent the end of April and the first new days of May.
So I believe I promised more frequent posts in my last post but alas I do not see them, it's like Maisy has died! (I feel like dying some days as of late.)
Last week was pretty hectic for me. If you are a regular reader you will know that I had an assignment due last week so was going into hiding for a bit until it was complete. I managed to get it in on time, despite giving up and winging the last question out of frustration. Yay me!
Then the next day was an event in the city which I attended with the siblings. Not so sunny Sunday ended up being the bowel sickness harbinger of doom and heart burn horrors.
Recently I really hate going to the doctors, I'm not sure what the reason is though? Has anyone else also had the I.T like experiences with the doctor?
When I was working in an office and something in my computer wasn't working, it always seemed to be the case that everything would be fine and working by the time the Helpdesk had arrived and then would go back to being broken after they had left. Almost like the computer could feel the aura of an I.T man being emitted on his way over. That's how I somehow feel about going to the doctor. Sometimes I feel like unless they can see evidence of my symptoms, (which always seem to disappear at the visit), they'll just think I'm making it up. (I should note that most of the time the doctors are nice...or if not nice at least professional.) So I normally wait until I'm pretty sick before going to the doctors.
It was my first time at that particular clinic so I was a bit nervous but my initial visit ended up being pretty uneventful. Lots of miscommunication though. The doctor asked me about my temperature, whilst I was trying to remember all of the symptoms I needed to tell him, and I was like: "That's a good question... I think it's been pretty normal..." He took my temperature and was like you currently have a fever of 38 degrees! I was like "Oh I see....hmmn interesting." Honestly it didn't surprise me, I don't normally seem to notice that I have a fever until it reaches around the 40 degree mark and things start to become not-so-much-fun.
Since then I have been in and out of the Pathology department, and have semi fasted for at least half of this week. They finally took my blood test today and accepted my 'other' samples of things to be tested. Hopefully now that that's all done I can actually start taking my medication.
So I guess I've just been busy and sick, which was unexpected. Plus the internet has actually been quite unforgiving this week. I fear we might have to get a new modem....or I might need a new computer. Ugh shudder, let's not go there.
Hopefully this week will be a better story. Anyway thanks for your patience.
Like always feel free to leave a comment or a suggestion down below.
Maisy xxx
