I like knowing myself. I really do. Yesterday I was so off, so out of it, that I knew there was something wrong. I don’t normally get so blah feeling. I don’t normally feel like my words don’t matter – usually I know as long as they matter to me, that’s enough. And it was odd, as soon as I closed the computer and pouted around the apartment, it hit me. I didn’t feel so hot.
Yep, getting sick. Not your typical cold/flu sick, but bronchial sick. All of a sudden (and I do mean just like that, out of the blue), my lungs started to ache and I started to wheeze. I have to tell you, I was almost relieved to have something upon which to pin my case of the mean-reds. THAT was why I was in such a horrible mood. Oh, okay.
So I didn’t go anywhere, I didn’t go to the nursery, I just crawled onto the couch with a blanket and my mindless Noro knitting and watched TiVo all morning and into the early afternoon. Know what I watched? Oh, man. Can I really admit this? I watched like four episodes of The Real World, San Diego. I know. But it was perfect.
Then, of course, I had to get up and go to work. Not only was there political drama at the department, but I got stuck working a ten hour shift instead of the 4-6 hours I was originally scheduled for. But it was fine, it got done, and the political storm turned into a mild breeze. I felt sick, but hung in there. I found the DayQuil I always keep in my locker, and I was grateful to the gods that be that I’m so well stocked. Three hours later, I was complaining that they just don’t make DayQuil like they used to. “I don’t feel any better. I think that stuff might have expired or something. Damn.” *cough cough* About an hour later I found the two gelcaps still in my pocket. Yep. Drugs often work when you REMEMBER to take them. Uh-huh.
Got poor sleep (Rachel-with-no-a, that’s partially your fault – you SO owe me a beer the next time you see me – so glad you’re okay, darlin’), but today I have NOTHING to do until this evening when I have a splendid night out in the City planned with splendid people. I had toyed with the idea of doing all that backyard-planting curtain-making white-light-stringing stuff today, but screw it. I have hours more Queer as Folk captured on TiVo, and I’m staving off bronchitis. Just the ticket, don’tcha think?
Thanks for the wonderful, adorable, loving comments yesterday. I appreciate each and every single one. Man, I’m in a better mood today. Whew.
take good care of yourself, dearest…rest, knit, WATCH…leave the crafty hat in the closet for today, k? Have a fabulous time OUT….mwah!
Ewww! I just got over that bronchial crap. Rest as much as possible and push those fluids. Oh, and feel better fast. Woofs.
I hate bronchitis. Hate it! I used to get it about twice a year when I was smoking (wow, there’s a phrase I don’t use often…”When I was a smoker…”), but now…knock wood, so far so good. I hope that’s not what you have. I hope it’s just a blechy phlegmy cold and nothing more. Or I’ll have to come over there for a bacteria butt-stompin’!
Don’t do anything today! You must REST, please, especially if you’re painting the town tonight! You’ve gone over the 30-year peak, ya know, and the body just doesn’t recover as quickly. Speaking of ages, today is Jon’s birthday!
Hope ya feel better soon, chiquita.
Oh poor girl…cuddle up and take it easy and be glad you weren’t anywhere near souther Ontario, Canada yesterday…we had our traditional end of winter last hurrah storm… just over a foot of snow in less than 24 hours…so had we to shovel and no time to knit for me. Now I’m toosore to want to handle anything bigger than socks on the needles.
Love your blog, love your kittie stories…boy I miss having cats.
Would a hot rum toddy make you feel better?
Be well….Debbie
Debbie
My medical issue is that I always end up leaving the medicine at home… then I realize I need more whatever it is, because I’m at work, and my stash of meds is at home, so I end up taking it home from work, and then the next time I need it… well, you can see where this is going.
You must
you must
you must improve your
rest
and shoosh your hair for the Queer Guys!
Hope you’re having fun.
PS: I just saw the shed on the news. It’s headed down the interstate in Jersey so you’re garden is safe for now.
Take care of yourself and rest. I hope you are on the mend quickly. Have a fun time tonight!
Get well soon, Rachael! xoxo
Take care of yourself! Get well soon!
I’m so sorry for worrying you and making you lose sleep (when you really needed it too). Been doing penance here, just about off the hook with Kira and Sarah. Hope your well soon, I’ll bring you homemade gnocchi Sunday and of course that beer.
I think it’s scary at how many bloggers that I read are sick right now. It makes me think twice about that computer virus joke. But that will pass with the fever.
Be well.