Showing posts with label hypochondria. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hypochondria. Show all posts

Monday, September 17, 2012

Anemia

Hey Peoples


I've been pretty busy the past couple o' days getting ready to head back to Evanston, but I think I'm almost ready. At least, physically- I don't know if I'm mentally prepared to go back to school. About two weeks ago I was dying to get outta here, but as of today, I've been getting more upset about returning. The only big reason I want to go back is to see friends again, since this summer has been kind of a social fail with all of the weirdo drams. However, this quarter is gonna be rough work-wise, since I'm essentially taking 6 classes, plus stage managing, plus applications for study abroad/summer internships, plus tutoring, plus Breaking Amish and Boardwalk Empire. Strugs. And I'm gonna miss the fam.

But over the past few days I've managed to see pretty much everyone. Friday night, I met aunt Meg at Crossroad's Deli and got some sandwich, sweet potato fries, and black and white cookie action. We watched The Change Up, which was much more mediocre than I was expecting, but THEN, we started season 1 of Boardwalk Empire, which I had never seen before because we don't get HBO. OH. MY. GOD. I'm addicted. It's so good, so 20's and glamorous. The acting, cinematography, and design (especially costuming) is fantastic. Luckily, they have the first 2 seasons posted online so I can finish out those before getting to season 3, which premiered last night! Yeeeee

Short hair, don't care

This weekend, Allie and I did spa things with face masks and nails, watched some fantastic Lifetime movies, and then yesterday went apple picking with my mom. We had massive amounts of apples, and so cooked an apple-themed feast for our family and the De La Vega's. We made: brie with apple cider jelly for an appetizer, pork chops cooked with cider, apples, and onion, cous cous with pine nuts, steamed carrots, and apple crisp for dessert. It was supa yummy.



Today I finally had my doctor's appointment that was rescheduled from last week, and now I'm convinced that I'm anemic. Reasons: last time I tried to donate blood, my hemoglobin was too low, the fainting episode, I get lightheaded when I stand up at least once a day, I've had clotting issues before when drawing blood, other symptoms are tiredness, and I get tired... now I'm reaching... but still, the hypochondriac in me is convinced that something is wrong.


NOW onto New York Fashion Week. I've been putting off this post because I know I'll have a lot to say about it. Basically, Spring 2013 looks like it's gonna be a lovely season in the world of fashion. Here are some of my favorite picks: London Fashion Week to come.

Anna Sui


 Badgley Mischka


 Calvin Klein


 Carolina Herrera


 Emerson


 J. Mendel


Michael Kors


 Monique Lhullier


 Nanette Lapore


 Nicole Miller


 Ralph Lauren


 Rebecca Minkoff


 Reem Acra


 Zac Posen




Wednesday, July 11, 2012

It's the Lupus

I was talking to my friend Hillary today about how lately I've been really tired a lot of the time, but I have no idea why. Sure, I have to get up at butt o'clock for work, but it's not like I'm particularly active on the job. Usually I'm asleep by 11 or 12, so what's the problem? Maybe I have African Sleeping Sickness, like in that episode of House, which I just watched because Allie and I have decided to start from the beginning and go through all 7 seasons that I have on DVD. I don't know what the problem is, or if there is a problem, all I know is that I'm a hypochondriac and convinced that I have Lupus or MS.

Today I was working in the warehouse reorganizing some stuff, and therefore had to wear "up-to-code" shoes; I hope these count. They're shoes we used to keep in our costume bin at my old house (where we kept all of our old dance/halloween costumes and some vintage clothes from my mom) and I  decided when we were moving to work them into a real-clothes wardrobe. Also apparently I'm really into the grey-navy combo this week, as I have worn it two days in a row. Shows how good I am at picking out clothes at 7 in the morning.

Last night some of my friends and I went to dinner at Minikhada Country Club because my friend Zoey is leaving for Italy on Friday. She's a voice major (dramatic soprano for opera) at Manhattan School of Music, and is going to study for a month outside of Bologna. It was the first time I had seen her this summer and now it'll be another month until I can see her again. Crummy timing if I have anything to say about it.