Damn, I really can't remember what else I did yesterday afternoon, except visiting the family once again at Cedars-Sinai. Since the NICU only let up to 4 persons visit the little fella at a time, Reggie & I sat in the waiting room while his mom went inside with the father, which I thought was perfect to continue reading 340. 30 minutes later, both of us were caught napping--yes, I slept through immediately after closing my binder--but at least I was elated that the preemie finally started to look like a "normal infant." No more myriads of tubes all around him anymore. Keep up the good work, Cedars-Sinai staff =]. And despite drinking 3 cups of Diet Coke while dining at Thai BBQ, again, soon after arriving back to Reggie's apartment, I couldn't stay up & concentrate any longer & thus I delved into snooze zone too early on a Saturday night...
And today is the worst for my productivity (partly because of writing my blog, hehe). I slept for more than 10 hours straight, ate an omelette, &, still feeling lethargic, "napped" again after about 1/2 an hour of 340. I awoke 1-ish with extremely irritating dysmenorrhea. There were no acetaminophen, my favorite painkilling drug, nor naproxen around his apartment. So I'm stuck using my ibuprofen, which I despise taking it for this particular pain. Why? Because this "mofo" gives me that emetic side effect, even when I quickly consumed eating cold pandesal after swallowing that one pill. Less than an hour later, there I went...I had loss of appetite that I'm forced to eat an egg roll (which I still do feel it, unfortunately) & I continued sleeping until 5 p.m. so I can drive back to my choco-chip scented apartment.
So I used more than 1/2 of the day snoozing and losing time, but I kept it up by finishing up my microecology (355) critique & feeling prepared for tomorrow's exam. Yet, I'm self-punishing with a huge dose of 441B for Monday...
