My head is absolutely killing me. On my right temple it feels like someone it stabbing me w/ a dull knife. I took an Aleve this morning, but it didn’t help as much as I had anticipated. I’m going to Wally World on my break to get another bottle to keep at work. I don’t get headaches often, but when I to, they’re pretty bad.
I guess I’ll get all of the bad stuff out of the way first. My dad left me a long message on my voicemail last night informing me that my aunt’s cancer could have been detected much earlier and treated more effectively had she only gone to the doctor. You see, my aunt hadn’t visited a doctor in close to 15 years. Stubbornness and stupidity lead to this mess she now finds herself in. I’m not mad, although it seems like I may be. But – ok – maybe I am mad. I think I’m still mad at my grandmother too. She died senselessly. Had she done what the doctor told her to do, she would probably be here today. She would have seen me graduate and would have made trips to North Carolina. Instead I’m left w/ a diamond and emerald ring in a velvet bag to remind me of her. I can’t believe there’s a possibility of the same thing happening to my aunt. My grandma and my Aunt Natalie are (or should I say were?) the two closest women in my life besides my mother. My aunt is very strong, supportive and funny. She’s someone I look up to because she was the first member of my family to leave Pittsburgh. I used to think to myself, “If Aunt Natalie can do it, then I probably can too”. And when I felt like I couldn’t make it down here, she was the one I called. She gave me guidance and loved me. And when my grandmother was around, it was her kitchen I went to when I needed to escape the insanity of my own house. We’d sit across from each other at her kitchen table watching a little 13″ tv. We’d watch soap operas and I’d complain about Gregory, my dad and the way my mother babied both of them while Jason and I felt left out. She’d listen and take my side and call me Tootsie. I can’t believe these women I love so much would be so nonchalant about their health.
Enough of that. Self pitty isn’t very flattering.
Shel and I are maybe going to karaoke night at RiRas tonight, which should be fun. I absolutely love to sing, but I’m completely horrible. I can’t carry a tune for anything. I sing all the time in the car, though. I turn the radio up as loud as it can go (so I can drown my own voice out) and sing and sing. It’s great. I bet I look weird to people who pass me. It must look like I’m screaming or something. Hehe. Oh well.
Nothing else too new or exciting’s going on. I took a LOVE TEST and turns out I’m in love w/ my crush – who happens to be my boyfriend. So that’s a good thing! Marcus is picking up chinese food for lunch – yum! And that’s about it…