I took my P&C test this morning, I again was up at ungodly hour to take the test. I threw up my breakfast before leaving and spent the entire time taking the test in agony. My stomach churned and churned and I ran to the bathroom.
I failed my first test not by much I must add and I always knew that I would have to take some portion again, I think I was lucky I got any of it passed I was so sick.
R is at his father's and my house is empty, I've called him and he calls out to me but that's all. I don't want to bug him and I will call him tonight. I know he will have a good time but it's so hard on me.
I'll call tomorrow and get a new test setup and I can barely wait. The nausea that I thought was over still has it's hold over me it's hard to fill my stomach when all you want to do is dump what's in it. I had no doctor appt in March due to the switch of doc's and now my appointment has been pushed to the 25 of April. I must discuss my leg pain and nausea with him. I'm so tired, still.
I'm taking today off from studying and I'll start a fresh again tomorrow.
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