minefloozle (minefloozle) wrote,

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"It's alive, it's ALIVE!"

Bonjour mes amis!

Ahhh. I see you there, surprised at me. "Who's this chick?" you think, and then: "Ohhhhhh. Her. I thought she'd fallen off a cliff and been trampled by stampeding wildebeest."

On that note, I've finally succeeded in teaching myself the beginning to "Circle of Life" from The Lion King, and sing it at the top of my lungs (because you HAVE to sing it at the top of your lungs) whenever I can find the opportunity.

Nants ingonyama bagithi Baba! 
Sithi uhm ingonyama          

Nants ingonyama bagithi baba!
Sithi uhhmm ingonyama

Siyo Nqoba!                   
Ingonyama nengw' enamabala 

As for my stomach? Well. I'd thought we were getting along pretty well, thanks to some take-on-the-spot-immediate-relief pills I'd been issued...that is, until we thought to ask WHY there were only half of the ordered pills in the bottle.

My insurance company has refused to pay for them.

Yep. Just when I'd found something that might make this manageable, those...freamblating...people...sent out a letter informing me that they'd no longer pay for that medication. Oh, unless I got cancer and had to go through chemotherapy. I'm just not sick enough for them.

I feel very much like marching up to them and shoving my problems in their face, especially after yesterday. Why yesterday? Because, my dear reader, yesterday was awful.

Not only did I get as sick as I'd been over the summer, when this whole mess solidified, but I managed to (1) do so during school, which is a bad, uncomfortable, embarrassing place to fall ill; (2), miss more than half of the day, which means that I now have no knowledge of important subjects, and a week before midterms, too; and (3) miss a Star Wars party, which I had been looking forward to for a while (c'mon, it's Star Wars AND a social life ALL IN ONE! WOW!).


Managed to extract another medication from the briar patch, but it makes me terribly sleepy- one dose and I'm out for the next eight hours. NOT what I need on my schedule. And I'd have to take it three times a day, a half-hour before meals. Hm. Right. I'll eat while I'm sleeping.


Read any good books lately?

Tags: self, sick
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