Schedules and finger pain.

Why is it that i can't sleep through the night unless I have someone staying with me?

When my mom came over, I slept. Every night, one or two in the morning til eleven or twelve. When Alice was here, I did even better! Midnight or one, til eight or nine in the morning.

Now, I can't sleep through six straight hours for the life of me.

Typical night schedule: get home around 11 or so, probably after eating dinner with my coworker(s). Go upstairs, turn on AC, cool down, go online.. accidentally fall asleep around 1 before I've showered.. wake up at 3. Can't fall back asleep.. go online for several hours. Finally go back to sleep in the morning, round 8 or 9.. wake up just in time (sometimes barely) for work, arrive exhausted..

Which is why it is now 7:30 in the morning on Saturday and I'm writing in my blog. I have work in about six hours.

I have no idea how I'm going to switch to a normal schedule once I get home. Maybe the whole jetlag/ time difference thing will help me out.


In other news, I went to the doctor a few days ago for a checkup, and also cause my finger was killing me. It was one of the most frustrating/emotionally exhausting mornings of my life. I went to the doctors office by my place, but it was on holiday for the week. I went to the local hospital, but the sheer amount of people was daunting.. I knew I would be waiting for hours.. then when I get to the receptionist, she tells me I can't meet with a doctor until i do something, and I had no idea what she was talking about.. something about test and go there and do something..

I wanted my mommy. No, really. I was so frustrated, I was in pain. I felt like crap.. I had never been more homesick in my eight months here in Korea than that moment, walking out of the hospital, wondering where to go.

I took a cab, not knowing where to go.. had him drop me off at a nearby subway station.. then suddenly remembered a hospital (a small one, more like a multiple-doctors office) that I usually pass by when I walk home from the station. So, i headed there.

I met with the doctor, all was well, I stopped my baby-ass crying.


Turns out my finger, that I had broken freshman year of college playing flag football, was inflamed at the joint, which was why it was hurting so bad. I got some pills, and started some rounds of physical therapy, which consists of icing my finger, my therapist working the joint a bit to "improve mobility", some electric pulses running through my arm, and a final treatment of laser on my wrist. I've gone twice, at least 3 more to go.


On a side note, I think I met the one Korean in Korea that I would ever consider dating: my physical therapist. (haha..) Main reason, he's NORMAL. He doesn't have crazy hair, and the only thing I see him wearing are medical scrubs, so I don't know if he usually wears super tight skinny jeans and peach colored blazers. Also, he's really nice. And outgoing. We talk about Korea and the States, while he practically re-breaks my finger. However, the mere fact that he's Korean, and lives in Korea, voids him in my book. I'm going HOME, dammit, and unless you're coming with me, no thanks.

Anyway, I've showered, got my ice pack ready to numb my finger, and I"m gonna see how much more sleep I can get before I have to go to work. =]


So adieu, to all of you. nite.