1. Second night of not sleeping well. Night before last I had multiple dreams of dismembered bodies, then last night was a dream that a friend had died. There were lots of other dreams that I don't remember, but it's not really that important. I woke at 7:20 feeling completely worn out.
2. An 87 on the stats exam. If I'd lost a bunch of points on one problem that I didn't know, I think I might feel better. But I lost a couple points here and another couple there and a few more there on STUPID STUFF -- forgot to write something in, read the problem incorrectly and thus performed the wrong test, somehow read the wrong t-value. Ridiculous, moronic, dumb-assed mistakes.
3. Felt crampy all day with the impending menstrual cycle.
4. A friend's horrible sad news that caused me to burst into tears in the office.
5. So how do I top it all off? I watched Greg Sanders get the snot beat out of him on "CSI." More tears.
I don't have a clue about how to make myself feel better. I want to be home in Kansas with my friend, holding her. Instead, I will try to sleep tonight and go in tomorrow to work on my stats midterm project, attend our weekly lab meeting, and read more Gambusia papers.
Three cheers for compartmentalization.
Edit: P may have to go on a ventilator at night because his blood oxygen level drops to 83%.
You know, everything went to shit the LAST time I moved down here, too. Dammit!!!
2 comments:
What is the deal! I hope things turn around for you and SOON!! I will be thinking of you. I hope things go OK with P as well! Those O2 Sats def need a fix!
You -- and your bro -- are in my thoughts.
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