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Well, my doctor's visit today wasn't too bad. I received the vaccine for meningitis, which hurt horribly. It felt like it was burning and slicing its way into my arm. You just have to sit there and try your best not to move, because flinching away with a needle still in your arm is never a good idea. But on the bright side, I won't need to get any more shots until next summer.

I was weighed, and my height measured, while I was there. Now, I was a bit on the chubby side at the beginning of this summer. (And I don't want to hear an uproar about it. It's true.) I was used to eating quite a bit because I'm always active during the school year, but since I was just kind of sitting around, I gained weight. Now, however, I've trained myself not to snack as much, so I've slimmed down a bit.

Of course, my grandma looked at me the other day when I was at her house and said, "Oh, Cassie, you're so thin! You need to eat something; you just look sickly, sweetie." Now, grandmothers are supposed to say these kinds of things, so I didn't think anything of it. Then a few days later, my mom gave me a funny look and said, "Have you been feeling sick? You look like you've lost weight. Just look how baggy your jeans are on you right now..." jeans were baggier. I always notice the difference when I gain weight, but I never really noticed that I had dropped some. Now, it's official though. According to the doctor's scale, I weigh one hundred and one pounds, and eight ounces. What?! My usual "healthy weight" is one hundred and seven. I think that drop of five pounds was just fat, but I still wonder. Honestly, do you guys think I look sickly? If so, then I need to break out the red meat here and gain some muscle back...

I also went and had my fitting for contacts today. The eye doctor seemed nice, as well as seeming very knowledgeable. He did this cool thing to my eyes with a light, so that I could actually see the blood vessel patterns in my eyes. I thought it was cool, but when I mentioned it, my mom said that she felt ill. There are two types of people in the world: those who think that kind of stuff is cool, and those who think it's gross.

Getting my contacts in and out was a bit weird, especially since I'm not used to resisting the urge to blink. I managed to get the hang of it, though. Oh, and for those of you who have never worn contacts, you should know that it's just poking yourself in the eye. Poking yourself in the eye for a reason, but still poking yourself in the eye. Therefore, my estimate of poking myself six times was a bit low. Who do I owe the fifteen dollars to? If you guessed that "Cassie's going to poke herself more times than is countable", then I owe you some cash.

When I came home, I read a little bit and fell asleep. Not the best idea I've ever had, but then again, I didn't make the conscious decision to pass out. So after a two-hour nap, I woke up and realized why the guy had said, "Never sleep with them in." It wasn't too bad, though.

What did hurt was my arm. Apparently, rolling over onto it is what had woken me up. Not fun. I just knew that I would do something like that...

But despite this, the vaccine cloud has a silver lining. My band-aid has African animals frolicking across it: lions, giraffes, hippos, and monkeys. They're adorable. And their cuteness numbs my pain.



Mar. 27th, 2005 10:09 pm
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Chances are impossibly high that I've had more fun in the past few days than all of you guys combined.

Oh, man. I'm so tired and sore, I can't even move.

In other words: ULTRA ROCKED!

And so did those who were there with me. I love you guys. ^.^


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