I hate life.

Seriously.

I have something called Costochondritis. Which essentially means the cartilage in my chest, where my ribs connect to my sternum, is inflamed. Ergo, my chest is REALLY sore. And there's nothing I can do to make it just go away. All I can do is take Aleve every day and we have these numbing patch things that help a bit. It seriously stinks.

Aside from that, Mattress rehearsals are well under way. As a matter of fact, I should be at one right now, but I really just didn't feel up to it today after I went to the doctor. So Mom let me cut my last few classes and I came home and took a nap. And watched an episode of Grey's Anatomy. Ava! I'm slightly ticked off... it's a two part episode, but I have to wait for the other part to air on Sunday. Not nice.

Spring break starts next week, huzzah... The last day of school is going to be Friday, and then we got back the Tuesday after next week. I'm SO looking forward to it... I only have one Mattress rehearsal during that time as well, which is a tec/crew day the Monday before we go back.

Beyond that, there's not much for me to say. Life hates me. I need to be on House or Grey's Anatomy... That's my life right now.

I think I'm going to go write a really lame, nonsensical fic where I'm on Grey's. Or House. But I like Grey's better right now.

Even though House somewhat makes more sense. But only if my case was really complicated- like my chest hurt AND I was shaking AND I was dizzy. Yeah.

Whereas Grey's could just fix my chest issue.

Yes, I'm a dork. Yes, this is what I've been thinking about today to distract myself. Deal with it.

Oh, and I still like my idea that they could call in Carlisle for a consult. Because that would be amazing. And my medical drama is special enough to require that.