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Feeling better.
Mar. 21st, 2007 12:27 amThe past twenty-four hours were nightmarish. I woke up several times last night just to cough, and more time than it was worth trying to catch my breath. My inhaler wasn't working, so I couldn't use it, as desperate as I was. But I was tired and kept sleeping, and I was so tired that I was able to sleep through jackhammering.
I had my mom call out for me around 11:30. I could barely speak -- it felt like there was a pole through my chest -- let alone walk or alphabetize video games. Mom also went to the store and got me cough medicine, which I love her for right now, because my cough has gone away quite a bit after only three doses. It's the "nighttime" kind, though, so I get kinda drowsy about an hour after I've taken it. I was napping a lot today.
Phill came by around 3:30 with soup, sushi and cookies. I wasn't up for the sushi or cookies at first, but I attacked the soup. I hadn't had anything to eat in about twenty-four hours, so I was a bit hungry, and I wasn't sure I'd be able to keep anything down, so omiso was definitely the way to go. I was brave enough for a couple of pieces of a Philly roll later on. I also took some Tylenol to kill my fever, and that worked well, curing me of the chills and sweats I had.
Phill also fixed my inhaler. *_* That worked wonders for the cough.
I'm better, but still not a hundred percent. I can't make up the hours I've lost this week (CRY), and I plan on staying in bed tomorrow morning, but if I feel well enough in the evening, I WILL be at Lynda's for dinner. I should be more than able to return to work on Thursday, and I WILL take it easy this weekend. With luck, by next week, this will all be a memory.
:::munches on Teddy Grahams:::
(Also: Real Life Mario Kart.)
I had my mom call out for me around 11:30. I could barely speak -- it felt like there was a pole through my chest -- let alone walk or alphabetize video games. Mom also went to the store and got me cough medicine, which I love her for right now, because my cough has gone away quite a bit after only three doses. It's the "nighttime" kind, though, so I get kinda drowsy about an hour after I've taken it. I was napping a lot today.
Phill came by around 3:30 with soup, sushi and cookies. I wasn't up for the sushi or cookies at first, but I attacked the soup. I hadn't had anything to eat in about twenty-four hours, so I was a bit hungry, and I wasn't sure I'd be able to keep anything down, so omiso was definitely the way to go. I was brave enough for a couple of pieces of a Philly roll later on. I also took some Tylenol to kill my fever, and that worked well, curing me of the chills and sweats I had.
Phill also fixed my inhaler. *_* That worked wonders for the cough.
I'm better, but still not a hundred percent. I can't make up the hours I've lost this week (CRY), and I plan on staying in bed tomorrow morning, but if I feel well enough in the evening, I WILL be at Lynda's for dinner. I should be more than able to return to work on Thursday, and I WILL take it easy this weekend. With luck, by next week, this will all be a memory.
:::munches on Teddy Grahams:::
(Also: Real Life Mario Kart.)
