Today was the day, the day that most of us have grown to fear. During secondary education, it occurred yearly and had the potential to haunt you forever. In post-secondary, it happens at the end of your program. You know that it will be on the wall of your university for years to come...
Yes, I'm talking about graduate photos.
I have some horrific elementary school photos (I wanted to be just like my male cousins, so I had short hair and wore No Fear shirts - I was mistaken for a little boy often). My post-secondary photos from my BScN was pretty, well, "puffy". I was on long-term prednisone, which gave me the dreaded moon face - I looked heavier than I actually was. Every time I look at that photo, I recall a time when I was very unwell. It makes me a little sad to have this permanent reminder, when it is supposed to symbolize my biggest accomplishment.
So, today I wanted to have good photos. Especially for my Mom - she really wants a nice graduate photo of me, so I have to oblige!
Yesterday I got my hair cut and colored. It was nice to have some 'me' time, read some terrible gossip magazines (now I know who Kim Kardashian is), and let someone else wash my hair.
I was coloring my hair at home, mostly due to lack of funds for fancy salon fees. I chose a strawberry blonde colour, which was really cute.
However, I was feeling a little washed out and boring. EVERYONE seems to be blonde these days! I didn't feel like my unique sexy self - I felt like I was "cute".
Like a puppy or cupcake.
So, I went closer to my roots.
Deep, sexy, and makes my porcelain skin glow!
It is also much shiner and feels so soft. I have to admit I have been doing a lot of hair flipping and twirling.
I also brought my own flowers to the photographers. I don't know about anyone else, but roses are so cliche. AND they used plastic flowers - so tacky!!
I brought a bouquet of purple hydrangeas. I forgot to take a picture, but they looked like this:
I love purple. It's my colour <3
I was happy to get the photos done. I tried to be genuine and smile. I decided not to think too much about it - how I look now is going to represent a happier and healthier place in my life. I know it will shine through.
Speaking of happy and healthy, after the photos were finished I began to develop the worst headache. I became photophobic, my forehead was throbbing, and my jaw felt tight. I quickly went to the lab to get my regular blood-work done, since I was near the lab. Plus, it is close to being time to complete it anyway.
I got there just before the lab closed. Whew!
I know they do a CBC + Differential, so if there is any anemia going on, it will get picked up.
I went straight home after and had a nap. I woke up two hours later feeling worse. My headache was pounding and each movement made it worse. I felt too unwell to even make anything to eat - I've been eating grapes all evening.
I wish I was with M. As independent as I am, sometimes it's nice to have a wonderful man take care of you when not feeling well. He would have happily made me some delicious food and given me a back rub.
But he's in another province.
So now there are hash-browns sizzling on the stove.








