In Houston

So I’ve made it to Texas in one piece, and I was right: I wouldn’t have had time to blog yesterday. Didn’t get in at Houtson Hobby until about 10pm CT. Thankfully luggage pickup wasn’t a problem and I was happy to see my little yellow and black suitcase at the baggage claim. Kevie and Raul were there to pick me up and they took me to Katz’s where I had the best French Dip sandwhich that I’ve ever had in my life. Then we came back to her apartment, hung out for a little (tried some homemade Sangria) and went to bed.

Good thing: Since we’re an hour behind here, I went to bed the same time I usually do (2am here 3am home) but got an extra hour of sleep! Score!

This is the fountain in the center of my cousin’s apartment complex. It’s so nice here! Even though it’s raining I’m perfectly happy being in my tank top! YAY for warmth.

Expect more rambling later tonight!

Your Plane is On Time

I figured that I should do my post for today just in case I don’t get a chance to later (since I won’t be arriving in Houston until around 10pm). I’m currently waiting at the gate for my plane to arrive and start boarding. I’ve still got a while to go since we’re not leaving for another hour, but I don’t mind the wait. Honestly, the longer I have to wait, the longer before I actually have to face stepping out of that jetway and onto the plane. I’m terrified, but actually proud of myself because I’m holding it together fairly well.

See! I’m good! I’m good! I’m good!

No, really, I’m fine. I’m excited to get to Houston mainly because of the warmer weather. I’m sick of the cold and ready to be warm again!

Sidenote: My plan of wearing flipflops to avoid the hassle of taking off my shoes (since I knew I’d have to) at security backfired. Standing barefoot in security while the guard halts you so he can chat up his coworkers is not exactly a fun experience. Especially after you’ve seen at least 30 people who are also barefoot (some skeezy, some not) go before you. Yuck!

Leavin' On a Jet Plane

So tomorrow I will be leaving for Texas. Flying out of BWI at 7:00 and hopefully arriving at my destination in once piece.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared to death to fly, but I’m trying to overcome the fear and make it through the flight okay. I’m sure it won’t be that big of a deal, but I’m still nervous.

Wish me luck!

Crappy Day Was Crappy

Anybody who knows me knows that when I’m sick, my coping mechanisms go out the window faster than you can blink. I can’t deal with stress (even in tiny amounts) at all and people like Mike usually go out of their way to make sure I stay calm.

That said, today was a complete and utter fiasco. I’m almost convinced that one of the contributing factors to me not being able to shake this sinus infection is the fact that I haven’t had my allergy medication in a couple days since I’ve frankly been too sick to go get it refilled. But today I was feeling okay this afternoon so I decided that I needed to go get all my prescriptions refilled, especially my inhaler since my asthma has decided to rear its ugly head the past couple days too..

I popped into WalMart around 1:30 to drop off the refills I needed from there, and then went on to CVS to get the inhaler refilled. I hate having my medications at different pharmacies, but when I didn’t have insurance it was a necessity so that I could pay as little as possible.

After being at CVS for almost an hour I am informed that my prescription coverage was terminated on 12/31 for no apparent reason. They can fill the prescription and have me pay full price, or I can wait and try to get it figured out. I decide to wait and have to go all the way back home to get my cell phone and call my mom (who the coverage is through). She hangs up and I go back to WalMart after she calls and tells me it’s all sorted out.

I wait in line for a half hour at Walmart, get to the counter, and explain my situation to the clerk who checks and says “no, it looks like your insurance didn’t go through” and then refers me back to the drop off window. Another fifteen minutes in line and I’m told “oh it went through fine, your copays are $53 and $173 for the two medications”. I tell her that no, there has to be some kind of error. I didn’t even pay that much for my allergy med (the $53 one) when I didn’t have insurance. She rattles off something I don’t understand and sends me away.

Now I’m starting to freak out. Standing in the middle of WalMart, shivering from being sick, coughing every few seconds, and desperately trying to talk to my mom and figure out what to do. She then has me call the insurance company who tell me that WalMart hasn’t tried to bill anything to them since the last time I got my prescriptions refilled. Back to the drop-off counter where I’m then told “oh we have a different card on file for you, everything is fine now.”

I’m torn between the urges to either hug her or rip her head off and stomp on it. Back into the pick-up line where I then pay $30 for both prescriptions together and practically run out of there. But I still have to go to CVS whose technicians have thankfully figured out that the insurance is good and have my inhaler waiting for me.

Almost five hours and several creative cursing episodes later I finally make it back home and feel worse than ever.. Yay me…

Blown Away

Last night was absolutely terrible. I didn’t get to sleep until around 4 a.m. in the first place and was woken up less than an hour later by the insane amount of wind going on outside. The screens on my windows were shaking, things were blowing around outside and it was basically pandemonium outside from 5-9. I literally had to dodge a flying shingle as I made my way up to school this morning.

Tonight we can really see the damage. Many units have shingles missing or torn up from the roof and scattered all over the ground and parking lot. We lost a shutter off of my rommate Bri’s window and it landed by our other roommate’s car (could have VERY easily hit mine but thankfully it didn’t).

Naturally the crappy weather and lack of sleep are doing nothing for me being sick. If anything, it’s just making it worse. I’ve got so much built up sinus pressure that I feel like my head is going to explode. I haven’t been this sick for a while so I guess it was just my time. And of course I’d get sick the same week I leave for Texas. Just another way for the world to look down and say “HA HA”.

But I’m going to go. I’m going to get on the plane and not have a panic attack. I’m going to see my cousin and have a good time. I’m going to see Wonderland and love it. I’m going to have a great time. Because I refuse for it to be any other way.

Ugh

Okay I Lied

No big post today. Honestly because if I hadn’t just looked at the clock and realized what time it was, I probably wouldn’t have posted today at all.

Everybody seems to be in a funk lately and I’m no exception. Everything seems to be going wrong lately and whatever I do to try and fix things just seem to make everything worse. On top of that I think I’m getting sick. I’ve been coughing up a storm all day long. It’s really quite annoying.

Pretty much only one good thing happened today…

I realized there was a Starbucks less than 5 miles from my house.