28 posts tagged “sick”

I could totally kill for a cup of hot chocolate right now.  I took some Excedrine for my stupid head just a bit ago though, so no additional caffeine (or sugar) for me tonight.  I'll probably be up half the night as it is.  :p

Had a good day today, despite this ...cold or allergies or plague or whatever the hell it is that's kicking my ass, or sinuses rather.  I finally got the thresholds for the kitchen doors painted, so Craig will probably put those in tomorrow.  Next on my never-ending project list is staining my china shelf, I think.  Depending on how I feel, I might do that tomorrow.  Or I might paint the back door, or paint the mudroom ceiling, ...or maybe none of the above; maybe I'll just sit on my ass and read.  I definitely want to get my Halloween decor up, and bake a sour cream apple pie at least.

We also did a little shopping today.  I got a nice allergen-barrier/mattress pad combo for the antique brass bed Craig set up in the extra room.  Found it on clearance, and had a 20% off coupon too so, good shopping!  Next I get to shop for a quilt/comforter, which is far more interesting than a mattress pad.  That'll have to wait for my next paycheck though.  After that, I'll need a bed skirt, sheets and pillows, lots of pillows for that one.  It's going to be a far more comfortable guest bed than the tiny futon upstairs.  It'll be a lovely place I can lounge under a blanket and read too.  :)

I helped Craig shop for some new jeans tonight, and we found some that he can totally rock.  They're a smaller size than the last time he bought jeans, so yay for him!  ...And me!  *wink-wink*  ;)  I bought new jeans for myself today too, and a cute, purple jacket, but Craig doesn't know that, so shhh!  *L*  I had a 40% off coupon that was good for online shopping only, so I'm hoping they fit well and I don't have to return them and continue shopping.

We also went to my favorite restaurant for Lebanese food tonight.  It was a late dinner and our eyes were much bigger than our stomaches.  It seemed like we ordered one of almost everything on the menu.  heh.  Of course, we brought most of it home.  We'll probably get another dinner and a lunch out of what's in the fridge yet.  :D  YUM!

There's so much I want to do tomorrow, but it's going to be a nice, low-key day at home, regardless of the long to-do list.  Maybe I'll get enough sleep tonight that I'll be up to doing at least half of what I have tentatively planned.  Sleep would be very good.

I feel gross.  I don't feel quite sick, not knocked-on-your-ass sick anyhow, but I don't feel well either.  Yesterday I slept til 10am, did nothing much all day except read and go see a movie, and yet still fell asleep on the sofa some time after 9pm.  I woke up to go to bed, wound up sitting up for half an hour or so reading, and crashed again.  Slept the whole night through until 9am today.  And I've *still* been fighting the need for a nap all day.

My stomach feels a little shredded too.  I was nauseous this morning, but it's quieted down to just general unhappiness, aggravated by anything I eat or too much moving around ...such as walking to the kitchen, or maybe just standing up.  bleh.

So serious fatigue and an unsettled stomach, but aside from that, I'm fine.  No headaches, body aches or sinus issues, even my allergies have been pretty tame today.  I don't know what this is, but it needs to go away.  I'll not be having it.

Gods, I'm so damn tired.  Maybe just a quick power-nap...

I'm feeling better, FINALLY.  I've been making sleep a priority this week, and getting a luxurious 10-12 hours a night. I'm going to keep on sleeping as much as my body wants to for a few more days, ...except for tomorrow when I have to be awake (not just up, but conscious) for a 9am conference call.  (I'm not complaining though.  It beats the hell out of having to get dressed up and drive into the office.)  Sleep does a body good.

Been feeling compelled to simplify my life again.  It's probably the new year and new goals combined with spring cleaning creeping up just around the corner.  I'm also feeling extremely frugal ...and it's obvious where that comes from. 

Plans and goals for 2009 are still formulating, but I'm very much feeling that I don't want anything in my home but the absolute essentials.  I have plans to sell or donate all but my very favorite things.  I have a lot of energy tied up in stuff still.  The more I get rid of, the more aware I am of what remains, what's important to me and what's just a drain on me.  I'd very much like to get the housekeeping on a regular and manageable schedule too, and right now there's just too much stuff to keep dusted and in order all of the time.

The year has gotten off to a very slow start, what with my germ infestation and all, but it's given me a lot of time to think.  I've had some awesome moments of clarity, and I've got a lot planned for this year.  Not the best start, but not a bad one either, and I'm expecting great things from 2009 still.

Let's see... Last I wrote, my allergy meds were having nasty side effects.  I quit them and felt better.  Still sick though.  :/  This is *REALLY* getting old.

Took Jasmine back to the vet.  The good news is her ulcerated cornea is healed.  The bad news is that her sinuses are blocked and we have to continue with this rigorous three treatments per day schedule FOR A MONTH!  This is wearing both me and Jasmine out.  She does seem to be a happier bunny in general on the meds though.  It's only when I'm trying to give them to her that she scratches and bites.  *sigh*

The vet appointment itself was kind of traumatic. They put numbing drops in her eyes, then took a blunt syringe full of warm saline, inserted it *way* down in the front corner of her eye, and tried to flush out her nasal cavity by pushing water through.  ...Except the poor girl is so stuffed up, the needle broke off the plastic syringe and water went everywhere.  And the needle was just sticking out of her eye!  I squealed and got a little queasy.  They pulled the needle out, reattached everything, tried the other eye, AND THE EXACT SAME THING HAPPENED!  I contained myself a little better with just a *meep*.  It was horrible.  They told me Jasmine was numbed up and it shouldn't have bothered her.  Numb or not, I think a large piece of metal sticking into your sinuses THROUGH YOUR EYE is kind of unnatural and upsetting.  Poor girl.  I'd taken Mia in the carrier also that day, because the roads were bad, the temps were worse and it took us an hour to get there and another hour home.  Mia provided Jasmine with warm snuggles and stress relief.  ...She also made the carrier MUCH heavier!

What?

In other bunny news, they'd liked the little handfuls of snow we'd brought in for them before, so we brought in a whole box this time, and they LOVED it.  Mostly they ate it, but Mia thought it was nice to sit in.  She's such a goof!

And then in other winter news, the week has seen my car doors frozen shut nearly every day, Craig's car so frozen that it wouldn't turn over, and pipes in the house frozen and, in one small instance, broken.  Craig thinks our roof is leaking again too.  And, have I mentioned that I'm still sick?  I honestly still love winter though.  The snow is making me happy.  We haven't had so much of it stick around so long in quite a while.  I hope we get more this week.

So that's mostly what's been going on for us this week.  (Oh yeah, and BSG finally, which was AWESOME!!!!)  Mostly it's been cold and I've been sick.  I'm feeling completely anti-social these days, and I'm okay with that.  Winter is the time for hibernating, and I'm pretty much doing that the best I can and enjoying the hell out of the solitude.

We did go out today though, for my nephew's 2nd birthday celebration.  He's absolutely adorable, and it was a fun two hours.  Back home now though, back to hibernating.

T Decimated His Cupcake

Depression.  About an hour ago I realized I was under that cloud again.  This constant noise in my head screaming over every rational thought, yelling about how pointless everything is, how much I suck as a human being, what a fraud I am, how stupid and useless I am, loathing every "futile and meaningless" thing I need to do, making it impossible to think anything but how nice it would be just to lay in bed and sleep ... to fall unconscious just to make that voice shut up for a while.  I was blessed with a moment of clarity when I realized I was getting a visit from depression again.

I took a shower.  It always helps clear my head; I think my best thoughts there.

In the shower it occurred to me that I'm taking allergy meds again.  The cold meds weren't doing much, and I'd read that the best thing for a cough is an antihistamine and a decongestant.  The article was right.  They cleared me right up and I felt great for the first time in more than a week.  I'm on my fourth day of allergy meds, and my second of a nasty depression.

That got me to thinking about the holidays, and how this was the first year in as many that I can remember when the holidays didn't stress me the hell out and bring me to the point of tantrums and crying jags.  What was different about this year?  I've been trying to figure it out.  Allergy meds.  I quit taking them daily.  This was my first December in as long as I can remember that I wasn't taking daily allergy meds.

And that got me to thinking about September and the heavy, black, month-long depression that held me, day after day of wanting to cry every time morning came around again, of hating who I am, of wishing I could remember what I thought the point of it all was.  And I remember now that I went back on my allergy meds in early September when my fall allergies started acting up.

These pills are evil.  I've made enough changes in my life that I don't have to take them daily any more, but there are still times once in a great while when I've felt I needed them.  I have to do more to make sure I don't need them at all, ever.  They *REALLY* screw with my head.  Even now, having connected the dots, there are voices in my head telling me just to delete this whiny post, I'm just being dramatic again, it doesn't matter, nothing matters, just take a nap and check out for a while.  These pills are evil.

This is the first day this week I've functioned outside of a NyQuil coma, and I had trouble sleeping last night without, but it's good to be feeling healthy again.  Now I'm just tired. 

I spent an hour and a half raking a lot of wet leaves into piles this morning, so my arms are noodly ...and I'm even more tired.  I'm not even sure why we rake leaves and pile them up to be taken away.  What's the point?  BESIDES grass ...the grass lawn being the dumbest thing ever conceived of.  The leaves that made it into the backyard will be mulched with the mower eventually; some might be raked up and put in the compost pile, but the front yard gets raked to keep peace with the neighbors, who all rake their yards because ...?  They like grass???

Craig took a sick day yesterday so he could sleep in.  That worked about half as planned.  He slept in, but then he logged more than half a day's time doing work, so his sick day became comp time.  Once he shut his laptop off though, after our late lunch of medicinal chicken soup, we snuggled together under a blankie and played Champions of Norrath for the rest of the day.  I think it was the Playstation that cured our colds.

I wasn't up to driving around town Tuesday, so I missed art class, dammit.  Craig went though, and he came home and explained this week's lesson to me.  I still have to actually do it, but I'm glad he went because at least I know what I missed.  Next Tuesday is our last class, which bums me out.  But, we've decided that instead of buying holiday gifts for each other this year, we're signing up for the next art class!  *SQUEEEEE!*  We're both really excited about that, even though it doesn't start up until January.  I'll have lots of time to practice while I wait, I guess.  :)

Apparently, our teacher wants three works from each student to submit to the student art exhibit.  Craig tells me it's not mandatory, but that's what she's asking for.  We don't have to do anything but surrender three of our lessons from our sketchbook, and she says she'll do the necessary cropping, ...but ...those are lessons, practice!  There's nothing there that's exhibit worthy,.  There are all sorts of measuring marks and such on those drawings.  I mean, I guess of the point of the exhibit is to demonstrate what's being learned... but it just seems *REALLY* weird surrendering anything less than polished work for an exhibit.

There was more I wanted to write, I'm pretty sure, but I'm tired and my brain is mush and I can't think of anything else that's noteworthy.  I just want Craig to come home so we can have pizza, watch the shuttle launch (7:55 EST) and campaign some more.

Sometimes I read things backwards.  I don't know why.  It just happens.

So, two Polacks put together this "some assembly required" work table...  heh.  Frickin' Chinese manufacturing!  It's together though, my kiln table, mostly thanks to my husband.  But I helped.  We didn't use the right screws in the right places because of a typo in the instructions - not our fault.  We didn't put the shelves in properly because we just didn't care enough to look that closely at the instructions at that point - totally our mostly my fault.  I finally have my kiln sitting on a proper table though.  YAY!!!  Now I just need to clean up the rest of my work space so I can get back to my torch again.

Jasmine gets her last dose of meds in five minutes here.  She's made a complete recovery.  So long as she doesn't relapse without the meds, we're good.  Well, even if she relapses we'll just put her back on the meds, but she REALLY HATES her meds, so I'm just hoping she's all better.

I'm doing pretty good.  Once in a while I get that hellish rattle in my chest and I cough until it feels like my internal organs are all about to burst out the top of my skull, but for the most part I'm feeling better.

Drawing class starts tomorrow.  I've dreamt about it just about every night for the past week, I'm so excited!!!  Can't wait!

Ok.  meds for Jasmine and then I need to pick out a new book to read.

I have this little head cold that's trying to settle in my chest.  This makes my asthma very unhappy.  I've spent the past couple of days hitting my inhaler every 3-4 hours all day and night.  This sucks mightily.

Today I've been determined to take it easy and stay off my inhaler as much as possible.  Those things are full of stimulants and are bad for you with that kind of use.  I'm doing pretty good so far.  I last used my inhaler at 7am.  It's been a really tough day though.  I've had to mostly sit still.  When I do have to move around, I have to move slowly.  I've been drinking water all day, trying to stay as hydrated as possible.  I've had to keep the windows shut to keep the humidity out.  Fortunately, I've been alone all day and undisturbed, because talking is really hard too.  I hate this, but I hate steroids far more.  The fact that I've made it this long without my inhaler today has me really hoping I'm on the mend.  Today was better than yesterday.  Tomorrow should be even better yet, right?

Earlier this week I baked my very first loaf of zucchini bread ever.  I made it with the very first zucchini I've ever grown, which came from the very first veggie garden I've ever planted!  :)  That makes me so happy.  I planted really late this year, but I'm glad I went ahead and planted anyhow.  I have been able to feed my bunnies with the lettuces I planted, and I've been able to clip fresh spinach whenever I wanted some.  My basil and cilantro have also come in handy.  Plus, with my late planting, I also have a better idea of what I want to plant next spring.  Beans, for example, are right out.  I have bean leaf beetles like you can't even imagine.  Those jerks totally destroyed my bean plants.  Mustard greens are also proving to be a little useless.  The bunnies don't like them as much as I thought they would, and I'm not much of a fan either.  Next year I want a pumpkin patch and a lot more flowers.  Now that I have my square-foot garden set up, planting that next season will be a piece of cake, so that means I can put more effort into planting the rest of the yard!

Oh, and the zucchini bread is *delicious*!

Not much else to report these days.  Just laying low, trying to feel better.

My poor sweetie stayed home from work today with a nasty cold.  He's been sniffling and hacking up his lungs all day, but at least he's been home with me.  I made him a nice breakfast, made him tea a few times.  Wish there was more I could do to get him healthy again.

I heard news regarding my glass order.  It's not completely lost in the mail.  Jamey was able to call the post office and track it down at least.  It's not on it's way to me for some as of yet unknown reason, but at least someone knows where it is.  I must continue to pretend to be patient.  ;)

I had planned on finishing up a particular manual this afternoon, but before I'd even really dug in, I find out they need whatever I have immediately.  Bleh.  I do.not. perform well under pressure.  That little unexpected rush order had my brain thoroughly scrambled for a while, like pacing and trying to remember how to use words scrambled.  Frustrating because if this had been a foreseeable need, I could've worked extra yesterday and had the darn thing finished and compiled.  Frak.  Well, no sense stressing about it now.  I hate handing in incomplete work though, even when they know that's what they're asking for.  On the bright side, this definitely motivates me to put a few hours in this weekend, something I wanted to do to get a little ahead anyhow, in prep for our vacation.  The next time they need something, I want to already be done with it.

I splurged and got us a membership to the Toledo Museum of Art yesterday.  I'd been looking through the spring   classes, and seeing so many I'd like to take, I was thinking the member discount on tuition would be helpful.  I've always wanted to support the museum a little anyhow since it was such an important place to me growing up, and because it's just awesome.  I'm VERY MUCH looking forward to the chance to take some classes though.  Spring classes started in mid April, so I'm stuck waiting for a summer or fall session.  I'd like to take everything(!), but most appealing were the glass blowing, metal sculpting, jewelry making, and metal casting classes.

The last time I blogged anything of substance, I had battitude.  I was fighting my funk, but it was there all the same, the gray cloud hovering around my head that I couldn't seem to shrug.

Then Craig brought the plague home.  oof.

Last Wednesday I came down with something awful.  I had a four hour nap, slept 13 hours over-night, and napped enough on Thursday to have slept through 20 hours in a 24 hour period, and that was just the start of it.  I spent several days feeling too miserable to do anything, my sinuses even hurt too bad to wear my glasses, so not even any reading.  I pretty much held the sofa down and studied the inside of my eyelids for days.  Yuck.

Sunday Craig dragged me out to the park for some sun and fresh air.  I sat on a blanket and flew my single-cell box kite, whenever the wind felt like taking it up, while Craig got his new sled kite up with a little more effort.  No effort required on my part, and I admit, the fresh air and sun was wonderful.  We drove the scenic route home along the river too, one of my favorite local routes.

Monday I felt a lot better.  My energy was bouncing back, and after work Craig and I went for a short walk that ended with our first visit to the now open for the season Twist-T-Freeze for black cherry ice cream.

Today?  RRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWRRRRRRRRRR!  Oh, I'm back!  I'm back and better than ever!  I think my system needed the spring cleaning that came with that plague.  I'm feeling invincible.  I have the secrets of the universe in my hands and I'm building the good life just as easily as if I were playing with Legos.  Life is grand!  It really is.

There've been a few glitches in the matrix though, some things I couldn't have foreseen:

• I seem to have developed a taste for mushrooms in the last several weeks.  I don't know where in the hell that came from.  I've *hated* mushrooms my whole life, and it's by far a texture issue.  Lately though, whenever I think about eating, I crave vegetables by the handfuls  (never been a huge fan of those before either) and mushrooms.  I'm puzzled by the change, but not complaining.  It's so nice to actually be hungry for the good-for-you stuff.
• I'm pretty sure the change in diet (going from 3-5 servings of produce a day to 5-7+) has a lot to do with the fact that my asthma has become a non-issue.  I haven't even thought about my inhaler for a solid week now, which is a record in recent years, and also especially impressive given the cough that came with the plague.
• I want to play basketball.  I *really* want to play basketball.  I used to play a lot.  We had a hoop in our driveway growing up, I played on my grade school girls' team, I even kept a basketball in the trunk of my first car in case anyone ever wanted to shoot some hoops with me.  When I worked at Bob Evans waiting tables, I used to like to close because we'd sometimes head over to a local schoolyard after everything was locked up and play for a bit.  ...And that was the last of me playing ball.  Except now I'm suddenly jonesing to get out to a sporting goods store and pick up a nice street ball so I can walk down to the local park and shoot, maybe pick up a game.  Haven't thought about it in years, but for the past 7-10 days I've been fantasizing a ton about how nice it would be to have a basketball in my hands again.
• ...And this last one is strangest of all.  For me.  Don't know what's bringing this on either, but I want to line dance.  (No, my goth card was shredded long ago!  *L*)  Do people still do that?  heh.  I don't even know.  I used to be able to keep up when I was in college though.  I could kind of two-step too, and I'm missing that also.  Craig and I used to go out to a country-western bar when we first started dating, and we'd dance.  Good times!
  

I don't know what's bringing on the new food cravings or this intense longing for old pastimes.  Basketball and the texas two-step, there's a good couple of pieces of my life story there.  Good things, and I'm missing them.  I'll have a new basketball before the coming weekend is over, but I'm not sure what to do about the other.  Maybe put the radio on and push the coffee table out of the way? 

Ah, it's good to be back!