#DayQuil is so gross btw

[plutoids-thoughts]

HELLO AGAIN!! another wip of the same piece haha!

I am really sick, like sinuses swollen and head swimming kinda sick so I’ve been out of commission this week and also all of my teachers decided to have a bunch of important assignments due this week and next week 😔😔so I will probably disappear for a couple days again bc everything is really hectic rn but I wanted to share my progress so…here lol. (This dtyis makes me cry 😭😭 BUT IN A GOOD WAY. I am being challenged. challenges are good 👍🏽👍🏽 I can feel my brain expanding)

[theglowstickchronicles]

OH MAN do I have a story for you guys

Let me start by setting the mood for you. Me, a 25-year-old white girl who wears makeup every day, badass nurse who routinely yells at patients, and in the past 5 days has succumbed to illness. I am totally great at taking care of other people when they are ill, injured, or having a heart attack (see: stepdown nurse). Things I am not good at include solving rubix cubes and being sick. I either ignore that I’m sick and work 16 hours of overtime, like this past weekend, or lay in bed and declare myself Too Sick To Study For My Certification Exam, ie today. Of course hospital life as taught me that every Sick person needs Juice (and also cough drops because coughing grosses me out, including my own), and I drank all the juice and forgot my cough drops at work yesterday. This meant I had to make a trip to the grocery store. 

However, I’m Sick, so I wasn’t too interested in getting dressed. I put on sweapants and my favorite hooded sweatshirts (it has thumb holes! and it’s Goo Goo Dolls!) and drove 4 minutes down the road to Stop and Shop. The only upside to this story is that I have numerous S&S giftcards so I did not pay for any of my groceries.

Anyway. I’m at S&S and I am disgusting and out of cough drops and OF COURSE cannot stop coughing. People are avoiding me like I have consumption. I might actually HAVE consumption. It was like that movie, with Consumption Draco Malfoy? Only ME. 

Also, no makeup and maybe dizzy because I took 3x the amount of Dayquil recommended yesterday for work, and it’s possible I’ve eaten nothing but soup and weird tostito-chicken in 4 days. Also a lot of cranberry juice at work yesterday ANYWAY. I grab my groceries and go to check out and inwardly cheer that I A) did not actually cough on anyone/thing and B) paid for everything with a giftcard. WOOOO!! Plus it is time to go home! Yay! I open up the small bottle of iced tea I bought myself and allow myself to cough my lungs out as I approach my car. I have my keys in my hand, and I go to press the unlock button..

Aaaaaaand my key fob is gone. I have my keychain my house key, my Dad’s house key, my Gramma’s house key, and all my gadgets on it, but no car key. Panicked, I fling my groceries next to my car and run back in (not a good idea with Consumption, btw) and check the station I checked out at. The woman self-checking her groceries clearly feels bad for me but hasn’t seen my keys and very obviously does not want to get near me, since I have The Plague.

I checked the service station and the pharmacy before the lonely 4 aisles I used. Nothing. At this point I’m starting to get panicked. Do I keep searching? Do I stand by my car so that no one finds my fob and steals my car? Horrible thoughts about how much trash and germs are in my car start floating through my head. At this point I’m starting to get a little hysterical and wondering if I should call the police.

I pull myself together a little (not really) and decide to search every single aisle in the store. And post a facebook status about it, of course. I mean I AM friends with half the people in this town from my Dairy Queen days *shudder* and I do actually know a few people who work in this store, so. I make a very grownup facebook status about how this is the worst thing that has ever happened to me and continue to search. The more aisles I come up empty-handed, the more my panic starts to grow. Eventually I’ve searched every aisle except the produce section, which I did not even go near, and have started to make new living arrangements. I can set up a bed in the pet aisle, and hey- free beer. I am Stop and Shop girl. I live here now.

After a few minutes I come back to myself and call my Dad, realizing he is stopping by my sister’s house which is 1) 8 minutes away and 2) where my spare keys are. At this point I’m crying / coughing, and I run into my cousin and completely ignore her in favor of crying/coughing. Dad takes pity on my obvious despair/ potential death-by-TB and agrees to bring me my spare keys (after a terrible moment where he can’t find them, but he’s just old and needed to put his glasses on, crisis averted). 

Defeated, I hang my shoulders, wipe my tears, continue to cough, and wearily make my way to the parking lot. As I pass by the check-out stations one last time I take another quick glance and-

MY KEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYS!!!!!!!!

I am now safely at home, with my car keys.

Unfortunately I still have Consumption, but that’s another problem for another day.