…or fuckthemorningbs 1st trimester sickness as my friend T called it. Although more correctly it would be called fucktheentiredaybs sickness.

I’m wearing Sea-Bands and had hoped they would help, but I’m guessing not. Yesterday I moved them around a bit and within 5 minutes felt better. Today I have moved them in every position I can think of and nothing…

I’m fine when I first wake up, but then it goes downhill. I had heartburn Wednesday and a little bit today. I am counting down for this magical 2nd trimester when I am going to feel wonderful etc. It can’t come soon enough. All I do now is sleep and try not to throw up. My mom keeps saying that it’s good that I’m sick because it means my hormone levels are high.

I am mildly embarrassed because Dr. S came in before class on Thursday and asked me how I was feeling (as I was trying not to throw up). He told me that I had done well on my paper and asked me if I still plan on going to grad school. He seems quite pleased that I am interested which is a good thing.

I’ve figured out that I need letters of recommendation from “three faculty members who know [my] work.” Hmmm…..I know I can probably ask Dr. S (or at least I hope I can), other than that I’m not really sure. I might be able to ask one of my professors from this semester and one from next semester.

This has me considering taking another junior level course from a professor that fills prescriptions at my pharmacy. I just don’t have a lot of contacts at UH. I’ve built a relationship with Dr. S (not intentionally) by taking his classes. I haven’t really taken any small classes like that where the professor would know who I am. Hopefully that won’t pose a problem when I go to apply.

I worked Wednesday and people annoyed the shit out of me, but I was so sick I can’t remember what they did..