As it turns out, pancreatitis is not as easy to get over as I anticipated. The internet said 2-3 days, the ER doctor said 2-3 WEEKS, and my PCP said 1 week. So I don't know what to think. Literally, since they've got me on so many meds that I can't see straight. I will hopefully see a specialist soon, who will hopefully take me off the crazy barrage of medicines.
In the meantime I am missing work, which I HATE to do, mainly because it puts me behind and secondarily because I'm scared it makes me look bad and will/may get me in trouble. Because I'm paranoid like that.
I am behind on schoolwork already, even though I had yesterday and today to do it (and technically the parts of Thursday and Friday that I didn't work from home) but have been wonked out by medicine so unable. That means I have a 1/2 book to read, a 3-5 pager, a written transcription of the poem that the 3-5 pager is on, a 1 pager, a simulated resume for Business Writing, and a 2 pager all due by Tuesday. I hope I'm feeling better tomorrow night, since I only managed to get the first 1/2 of the book, the online response for said first 1/2 of book and the preliminary thinking for the 3-5 pager done so far tonight, and it's almost time for the green pill, which takes me to lala land. I might be getting a doctor's note to get extensions on some of these things.
All in all, sickness plus the stress is not haappy time for me. Sorry for the crappy blog.