I've been pretty lucky. Over 4 months into my internship and my body was still putting up with me. I was doing ok. But between flying to Chicago every 3 weeks for the weekend, overdoing it with chores this past weekend to prove to my mom that I am not a useless parasite squatting in her house, immense levels of stress, really crappy weather, and not working out since I don't have a regular schedule at the moment, these past two days have been really really painful. I didn't tell my boyfriend, who is dealing with a bunch of personal crap right now and doesn't need to hear this and be worried by it, and I shrugged it off as a rainy day side effect when my mom asked (she likes to think I am cured lately)... But I almost broke down crying this morning. Now, brb, I have 4 hours of commute and 8 hours straight of work, including a working lunch, to do.... Ugh.
