So it's been a traumatizing time today. I didn't get any sleep last night due to my blood sugar dropping. I got low blood sugar 3 times last night, meaning I had no sleep. I went to work in the morning. I was late, but it was okay. I got to go home early. I was on my way back home and I was at a stop sign. I pulled up a little more so I could see better because I was turning right. And then BAM!!! The guy behind me had floored it...he wasn't from the US...No damage was done to either vehicle, so I said screw it, I just wanted to get home. However I did go to a couple stores that were on the way home. I know I have whiplash so I took some tylenol. SO I went to sleep and woke up at 5pm to go eat. I had until 6pm to eat so I was procrastinating. At 5:20 my boss calls me telling me I need to come in because someone didn't show up. I am still not feeling that great and now I'm nauseated. I go to work and I only wanted some diet Dr. Pepper which actually made me feel better. It was a waste of time for me to come in because it was slow. I made a whole $20 it was that slow. The waiter Ben, who I don't care for, was trying to tell me he always makes atleast $80. I know he's lying because I saw his check out sheet that says how much he made in tips. So I stopped by Wendy's to get something to eat. I still feel sick, but I know I have to eat. So now its time for sleep!