It was a bad idea for me to start my day watching Marley & Me with Lucy. We're both bawling our eyes out.
Time to distract myself with a little blogging.
Yesterday was quite an eventful day. It started with me forgetting to put make-up on. Yes, I left my house for the first time EVER sans make-up. Actually, I had moisturizer on, so I was a touch greasy. I didn't even know until about an hour after I arrived at school. Nobody even told me. Jerks were just going to let me go through my day looking face-naked.
Then it was 900 degrees, no exaggeration. I had on jeans, tank, and cardigan. And flip flops. Bad.
My long-term sub shadowed me... which means my last day is approaching!
Then all hell broke loose... the administration started telling people their job assignments. I don't want to get too into it--this is about my job after all--but it was shocking, tearful, and crazy news all around.
And it was around lunch that I started really feeling the pain of swelling in my feet. I had the school nurse take my BP, and with the results I called the OB nurse. My numbers were higher than they've been (two reads with two different cuffs), but considering my day, it wasn't surprising to either nurse. I was told to put my feet up (ha!), drink more water (because 10 bathroom breaks during the school day isn't enough), and relax this weekend (I can do that). I have a regular check-up scheduled for Tuesday, so unless more symptoms present themselves or I feel worse, I should be okay until then. I was satisfied with that answer.
But my feet still looked and felt horrible. Kind of like this:
I ended up going to bed really early-like 8:45 early-after a quick (un)happy hour at Applebee's with my teacher posse. I had weird dreams--all about school--and only got up twice to pee (too much info?). I woke up with less-swollen feet & ankles.
Damn, Marley & Me is still on.