Sandy Cheeks

FML.

Saturday was all cheeks. I went into work not feeling well at all. I'm pretty sure that it's still the Metformin making me sick, but I can't be positive. I did a little test a while ago and stopped it for about a week. The nausea was still there. I'm going to pin all of the blame on the Tricor. Either way, I just wasn't feeling great at all. It was super embarrassing to say the least. I popped into the control room, and was talking to one of my friends. THEN BOOM! My cheeks puffed up and she had to back away...in fear Mount St. Thao was going to BLOW! Luckily, I didn't. Just dry heaves, but now I'm looking like Sandy Cheeks.

There was a local church doing chicken BBQ dinners to deliver and we all ordered. I got super busy at work, and didn't get to eat lunch until about 4:00. It didn't really bother me, I really wasn't hungry at all. I got my chicken out and only at about a quarter of it, and got called to do more work. I never went back to eat anymore of it, actually because I actually started throwing up. In between doing patients, I had to run to the bathroom. It was a great day...

On top of everything, The Knick's were playing TERRIBLE and got OWNED by The Heat. I wasn't able to watch too much of the playoff game, but from what I saw...was enough to make me weep. However, I am a big fan of Lebron James. Cocky as he may be, his bball skills are awesome and it's always entertaining to watch him play. Just wish NYK didn't get SPANKED! 

I was super glad to get home and try to rest. Even then I was still too sick to sleep. What a horrible way to spend a Saturday.