Airport adventure

At 5:15 this morning, as I was waiting to go through security at the airport, I realized that I didn't have my license.
I was a COMPLETE genius and didn't check before I left to make sure I had it. I had taken it out of my wallet yesterday at the CVS drive through, didn't put it back in, and left it in the seat of my car.
Apparently, I could have used my credit card for identification, but I did not learn this until after my mom was almost at the airport with the license.
My poor dad, who woke up at 4 a.m. to take me to the airport, was pacing the entire time.
I, SURPRISINGLY, stayed calm, even after I was still standing outside of security, without my license, after boarding for my flight began. That is unbelievable.
So, thank you to my mom who got to the airport just in time! I made the final boarding call and am sitting in Atlanta waiting for my flight to Chattanooga.

I thought that I would use this opportunity to blog, since I haven't in forever.
However, apparently this airport doesn't provide the courtesy of free Internet. So, I am writing this blog post on my phone, with my Verizon 3G Internet. I am not sure if this is normal, since I do not fly often, but I think it is ridiculous. Plane tickets cost a lot of money; the least they can do is provide Wi-Fi.
I'm actually not sure how people afford to fly over the holidays. A round-trip ticket from Charleston to Chattanooga, during the holiday season, costs $904.
I am extremely thankful for a family friend, who works for Delta, that helped me get a stand-by "buddy pass" ticket for almost just a tenth of that price. Otherwise, I would be driving to Tennessee today. And, I am also extreme thankful for my dad paying for the ticket as a reward for getting a 4.0 this semester.

So, that was my day so far.
Thank you so much, mama and daddy, for helping me out through the craziness early this morning. Love you :).

Oh, and I am going to Chattanooga to see my bff Katie Stephens :). I'm excited. :)

Thank you medicine!

I would just like to take a moment to say that I am thankful for medicine.

After my blog post complaining about being sick the other night, things got much worse.

My head stayed in the toilet nearly all night, which was super awesome.

I felt like dying.

I went to the doctor yesterday morning, and I am SO glad I did.

I got an antibiotic shot and was hooked up to an i.v. to get fluids and nausea medication.

I was sent home with two antibiotics and a steroid.

Hallelujah. Hallelujah. Hallelujah.

My throat feels ten times better.

I am not coughing as much.

I can breathe out the right side of my nose.

My headache isn't as bad.

I actually slept all night!

I haven't thrown up in almost 24 hours!

THANK YOU MEDICINE!!!

Sick Complaints

I have been waiting on this day for weeks. I am DONE with the fall semester, and it's looking like all A's is good possibility...

But, I am NOT happy!

Why???

Because I am SICK.

Not sick, not feeling well sick. Sick that makes me want to die, sick.

I have bronchitis and strep throat. And, I'm 95% positive I also have a sinus infection.

I cannot breathe out of my nose at all and it hurts to breathe out of my mouth.

I cannot taste food and it hurts to swallow what I eat.

I feel extremely nauseated, I have only thrown up once though. Kind of wish I would again, just for momentary relief from my stomach being angry.

I feel like my brain is going to explode out of my ears/eyes/nose. (Yes, it hurts that bad).

I am more than exhausted but I cannot sleep because of my uncomfortable state.

My lungs are probably detaching (from whatever in the world is holding them in place) because of the amount of coughing I am doing.

I am burning up one second and freezing the next. 

I am shaky and very disoriented.

Thank you for listening to me whine.

And sorry if you found any of that disturbing.

On a brighter note:

My mom made me vegetable soup.

My roommate got me awesome bedtime slippers and Hershey's milk chocolate.

I am on an antibiotic.

Side note: My request to throw up was granted as soon as I finished the previous sentence.

I know, it's gross. Sorry.

Inside of my head.

Thoughts. 

60,000 thoughts per day.

2,500 thoughts per hour.

41 thoughts per minute.

A thought for nearly every second in a day.

I cannot express to you how much goes through my mind everyday.

Hopes. Fears. Dreams. Worries. Desires.

Past. Present. Future.

I overanalyze everything.

But, not as much as I used to.

To take a look inside might be overwhelming for the average person.

Sometimes my thoughts overwhelm me.

But, not as much as they used to.

I often bottle my thoughts up,

and watch as they explode uncontrollably all at once.

There are some thoughts that spill out all the time.

There are some thoughts that I have never spoken, and most likely never will.

Thoughts. Thoughts. Thoughts.

I actually started this post with the plan of spilling out a lot of thoughts,

and yet, I have simply just let the world know that they are in my head.

Maybe someday I will fearlessly write all of my thoughts down for the world to see.

But, not today.

Just a thought.