Just another week...

I finally got my three essays in today. I must have spent about six weeks on them! So needless to say I'm not going to do any more study tonight.

After sleeping in Mum's room for a few nights to try to eliminate whatever caused my puffy eyes, I've got my bed ready to move back into my room tonight. I think it'll be fine. One always sleeps better in one's own bed.

What else is going on...? Oh, I just found this thing called blogger play. Check it out, it shows photos that have just been uploaded to blogger. I love photos!

Oh, and I'm also getting ready to party this Saturday after the Grand Final. Go Cats! Told you we'd make it!

I'll be back soon... mwah! xx

Preserve me not

My allergy incident has made me think a bit about preservatives. I'm probably not allergic to any preservatives, but I do occasionally think about the fact that I do fill up my body with a lot of junk. I have heard that people are taking longer to decompose these days because of all the preservatives that have built up in their body! Not sure if that's true, though.

I wonder if I could reduce preservatives in my diet and eat more non-processed food like fruit and vegetables, and all that good stuff. It might do my skin a bit of good, at least. Any thoughts, anyone? Do any of you try to live without preservatives and processed food?

An Eyesore

Ewww! This is what my eye looks like now, but it was about 10 times as puffy this morning. I woke up at 7:30am (a weird thing in itself), and couldn't open my eyes properly. I looked in the mirror, and realised my eyelids looked like golf balls (yes, they were that big - so much that my eyebrows were pushed up out of the way). How random...

We have this awesome thing in Australia called Nurse-On-Call, so I gave them a ring to see what I should do. They told me to get to a doctor within four hours, so I headed for the hospital.

After about an hour I got seen by a doctor - he was a nice sort of bloke, shook my hand and everything, but I think he was a student because he really didn't know what was wrong with me. Heck, he didn't even know how to use the bed control - I had to show him how to get the back of the bed to go down! (By the way, it looks like the emergency department can no longer afford sheets or pillows - both were absent from the bed!).

After about half an hour, a few tests, and a discussion with another doctor who looked like he knew what he was doing, I was told it was an allergic reaction, and was given a prescription for antihistamines. Thanks! My eyes did deflate gradually, but they still look like that photo, and they're really itchy.

Oh well, I guess we have to have some interesting things like this happen, or life would be boring!

The day I put my brother in hospital

No, I am not a violent person. Last night we were merely play-fighting, wrestling with oven mitts on our hands. It was fun; nobody got hurt.

Then about two hours later, my 12 year old brother came into the kitchen complaining of a sore eye. We knew instantly that something wasn't right; in fact the eye was swelling up in front of us. It looked like the worst pictures in my nursing textbooks.

Mum took him into hospital, and I prayed. I felt really bad once I realised it might have been caused by our playfighting.

As it turns out, it was an allergic reaction. I've had reactions in my eyes to vegetable oil before; although not as bad as his. I conclude that fat in the oven mitts got into his eye, and when he rubbed it, it blew up into a swollen mess.

He's fine now, since the doctor gave him eyedrops and tablets. Besides, it had mostly gone down by the time they got seen in Accident and Emergency.

Needless to say, I hope never to put my brother in hospital again!