Freaking Out

Ok, I'm officially freaking out.

Anyone have some hugs and time for a cuppa?


AaaaaaaaaaahhhhhH!!!!

Nerves of balsa wood

Have vomited twice and I still feel ill. Nerves always hit my stomach first. Spaghettti for supper - gone. Ice cream for desert - gone. Which is good in a way, there's nothing left to puke up and I didn't end up consuming those calories in the end.

Must get my daybag packed. Up at 4am tomorrow and down to hospital for 6. Is not going to be pretty. I am not a morning person at all, and 4am is rather like yesterday than the next. Debating even going to bed tonight at all. But 6am-8pm in a hospital waiting room is a long time to be awake, and then an hour drive back home at night makes for a really long 36 hours. It's not Cleveland, I can't drive Route 2 and sleep at the same time.

Bleurgh. One of the few times I wish someone lived in my time zone that I could just pick up the phone and talk to.