I am finally done with finals. It’s sad, but at this point as long as I’ve passed my classes, I don’t even care what kind of grades I got. I’ll know after Christmas apparently, so we’ll see what happens.
As I was writing my final paper Tuesday night, my right hand went from fine to unbelievably swollen in about five minutes. I figured it was just because of me typing a lot lately, and ignored it. I then could literally feel the swelling traveling up my hand, into my wrist, and up into my arm. Needless to say, I ended up taking pain medicine and passing out.
Last night, in celebration of finishing the semester, the boyfriend took me out to the Great Dane, which was really good. I had to take pain medicine before we went, and as soon as it took effect it wore off. I’m starting to think that it might be good to have some sort of stronger medicine than that even. Gah, I really don’t want to go to a doctor and ask for narcotics. I really would love being looked at like a junky.
So I’m at work this morning, without really feeling up to it. Good news is that there isn’t a lot going on.
Between tonight and tomorrow morning, I get to finish my Christmas shopping and get to wrapping. Hopefully I don’t have to spend too long at the store. Also, I’m thinking about going with gift bags this year instead of trying to wrap things. I have a feeling my hands will be thankful.