The highs and lows

Low: I had to do (just a check-in) bloodwork yesterday.

High: I went to a new place (new insurance) and it was WAY closer and WAY nicer and there was zero wait.

Low: I probably didn't need to get a sub for the morning, but I did anyway (the old place always took forever so I hadn't wanted to chance it).

High: I made a dent in deep cleaning/organizing my office when I was home in the morning.

Low: My eye infection is flaring again.  I hate it!  And it is stressful!  (Am I doing damage to my cornea? Oh, and also stress makes it worse, so that is stressful!)

High: I called my doctor's office and they said do one more round of the high dose of medicine for five days and if it doesn't work they'll get me in that day.  So not a great high, but at least a plan.

Low: Adam left.  Again.

High: When I returned to school at noon, almost all the girls hugged me like I was returning from the war.  None of the boys acknowledged I had been gone.  I don't know which reaction delighted me more.

Low: The mirror.  I caught a glimpse and my makeup was gone on the left side of my face from my watery eye.  I don't wear a lot of makeup, but enough that I looked a little crazy with one half gone.  Also my hair was fuzzy.  It was bugging me all day because of my eye and the more you mess with curly hair, the fuzzier it gets.  I was a whole look.

High: I only had the afternoon at school with my janky eye.  I know tomorrow will be better because the medicine will start working.

Another high: I talked to both Olivia and my mom on the phone. 

The highs win!