finals week.

it's the good old dreaded finals week this week and i am so not prepared. last week was hell week, with too many project deadlines for my own sanity. and this week i have to sit for finals?

and being the smart ass i tend to be at times, i happily squeezed FOUR papers into TWO days. looking back, it's kind of like, oh my gosh what possessed me?

but i have to somehow live with it because the deed's been done.

and i'm blogging about this because i had the most sinful dinner last night - fried chicken and rice, and this morning woke up with the worst sore throat ever. it's definitely not looking like strep throat, thankfully, because i've no fever and nothing that looks like strep throat, and my blood sugars are fine.

i wonder why i have the knack of falling ill on finals week.

last semester it was a chronic headache, probably caused by me staying up to finish reading the cure for insomnia - my communication history textbook, and in the previous semster (about a year ago) it was hyperglycemia.

so i didn't know what hyperglycemia was then, because i never had to care. but i was tired all the time, never hungry, had suddenly been able to fit into a shirt two sizes smaller than i remembered i was and was going to the toilet like three or four times within the span of one exam. i remember struggling my way up the stairs to the exam hall. and i remember just two days later, i was in an emergency room hooked up to at least ten different things, and repeatedly telling the doctor that i wanted to go home.

finals week will always be a reminder to me about how i was diagnosed with diabetes. finals week will always remind me why i need to care about myself more. finals week - more than the fight for those A's. it reminds me that many times, i'm fighting just to keep myself alive and kickin'.