I don't know if I am getting better

I have called off work for the past two days, but getting better seems to come and go. One minute I feel better and the next I get a fever again, or my throat feels better and the next I have a severe sore throat again =(. Thinking of calling off again as I'm so exhausted, just going up the stairs leaves me dizzy and light headed and I can't sleep to save my life. The stuff they gave me makes me really drunk like but I can't sleep, I just lie there and the room spins.

Oh my teacher can knit socks....lol she was knitting socks at the meeting! She was knitting this really UGLY huge socks in plain stitch for her grandkids for Christmas Stockings out of Red Heart...they were purple and green stripped..looked like a Whoville sock from the Grinch Who Stole Christmas! And she was knitting on DPN's! She was annoyed with one: I was knitting English which for some reason really chapped her hide, two she kept making snide remarks because I refused to buy metal knitting needles, either for my straight needles or my dpn's, for some reason she thinks that bamboo is "amateur," and real knitters, "knit with metal" and would go on and on and on about how "expensive" bamboo is and how I was wasting my money, and three she kept making snide remarks about how slow I knit, Who the F cares!

She was a real *expletive deleted* if you ask me. She was very nice to everyone else except me, for some reason I can't explain. Might be she found out I was from California but the other young girl there was from Cali too and she was nice to her so I don't know. She would go on and on and on about how evil Bozeman and Missoula are (high concentrations of ex-Californians in towns about 100 miles east and west of here, FYI people here think most Californians are the Antichrist...lol) I guess because of how much I stated I liked the two towns....lol most people here are well....."sheltered". Most hardly ever leave the city, for any reason and think this place is the center of the universe and anything outside it they think is foreign and bad...it's very sad how most people here have a very narrow view of the world, which makes a person like me who has been all over the world and very broad minded seem evil....ROFL.

What it came down to I think is that she had a very high opinion about herself and what she thought she knew about fiber and knitting but in application sucked as a teacher and tried to cover it up with more self important air than she really possessed. She was annoyed because I didn't think she was so impressive as all the other students did as they fawned over her..... you know me and you know she didn't get any of that from moi =P.

I have been very, very sick.

I got sick last week and didn't think it would be too bad but like last year when I got sick it went into my chest last weekend and on Sunday I ended up in the hospital. Like an idiot I was working all last week and not taking it easy so by the time I got off work at midnight Sunday night I could not hardly breathe so I went to the emergency room. I can't take over the counter cold medicine like NyQuil anymore. They must have changed the formula because now when I take it, it does nothing than make me higher than a kite and hallucinate. I spend all night thinking there is dirt on my face and flowers are growing out of it..../sigh....last Friday night was not fun. On one hand if I was a druggie that might be a + seeing as how I could get high legally, but it's not my bag.

So I was coughing so bad there was some tiny spots of blood coming up and I was passing out so I had to take something so they gave me teaspoon of some medicine at the emergency room...holy crap that is some powerful stuff, and they gave me a prescription for the stuff to take at home. It is called Promethazine/Codeine. Apparently I have a much stronger reaction to it than everyone else because the nurse gave it to me and came back into the room like 15 minutes latter because I had to take a chest x-ray and my eyes were all glazed over, every time I went to put the kleenex to my nose I hit the side of my head and I could not stand up....ROFL...my mom was calling me "Drunk Girl". The nurse looked at me then at my mom and said, "I hope to God your the one driving home, I have never seen anyone get that way from this stuff." She then laughed and said, "I can tell you don't drink." And my mom replied, "yea, she is a cheap date, one teaspoon of cough syrup and she is drooling."

I looked up the med on the internet today and come to find out it is most abused by Southern Hip-Hop people and it is called, "Purple Drank," pronounced.... draaaaank. Apparently there are many, many hip hop songs about "Syrup" one of its many other names...lol. Now my mom is giving me rash of crap about being a gangster druggie....lol. I don't know how people can abuse it, I can't stand it the way it makes me feel, I only take it because it stops me from coughing my lungs out.

I'm feeling much better today, thanks in part because I slept from 6am to about 4:30 this afternoon....I'm still tired and going up the stairs to get water makes me have to sit on a chair in the kitchen for 5 minutes before I can do anything but another day of sleeping should make be better still.

I quit my knitting class

Last Tuesday was the last straw for me in putting up with my knitting teacher!

She refused to show me how to use dpn's though she showed someone else. She butted in on my knitting and counting and made me lose my place and when I asked her to help me find it she tinked out 60 stitches. I was so pissed. Needless to say I wont be back for the last three classes, what a monumental waste of money that class was! I'm just going to have to see if I can pay the nice lady in Bozeman at the Knit shop to help me one day with my sock! My knitting teacher was like why are you knitting a sock, that is stupid, why would you knit socks. I was like ummmm well lets see, every time I do a new project in knitting I do something different to learn some new techniques....guess that is stupid in your frame of mine but not mine. I guess it's hard to remember after 60+ years of knitting that new knitters actually need to learn.../rolls eyes.

Anyway I tinked my scarf again. It was too tight and it was bugging me. /sigh so not getting anywhere with my knitting.