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Finished my shift, which was pretty slow, thankfully, and made the effort to get dressed and go to the store.

By "the store", I mean the drugstore, as opposed to the "dep" or convenience store that I am forever running off to.

The drugstore, Jean Coutu, is immeasurably distant when one is ill. It's a whole three and a half blocks away as opposed to the one and a half blocks away the dep is.

It's something like 19 degrees C outside (about 65 F) and I went out with a jacket because I couldn't stop shivering. I even brought bus tickets along in case I desperately had to stop, sit down and wait for the bus. But I trudged along, shivering away, and after something like ten minutes (which is what, double the time that would normally take??) I made it to Jean Coutu.

Hello, Kleenex with Lotion. How are you? Hi, Dayquil. Marry me. Oh, and hey, a cheap thermometer to replace the one I've had since 2001 or something, whose battery finally gave out. (Part of me still thinks mercurial thermometers are infinitely superior, but I'm lazy and I like the convenience contained in a digital display.) And WOOHOO for orange Vicks with vitamin C.

Then I stopped at the dep on my way home, grabbing a litre of bottled water (more portable than a glass and less refilling of it, too) and some Coke and some orange juice.

Forty minutes after I left home, I got back. I've had dayquil, orange juice, some Coke and I seem to be less foggy now.

I did, however, just sneeze eleven times in about forty seconds, however. Blech.

I feel like I should be doing something, but I think I'm going to dig up my old Super Nintendo and play Mario or something. The theme song is stuck in my head, for some reason.
brinshannara: (facepalm)
Went to a family friend's wedding on Saturday. Felt fine Sunday. Felt fine Monday. Yesterday afternoon, started feeling icky and overly congested. By last night, had a low-grade fever, complete with chills.

Today... well, I'm just glad I'm working from home and that my shift is only two hours long.

My mom has the same cold. Some bastard at the wedding totally infected us! And that bastard could be my brother. :P

I wish I had orange juice and Dayquil. Why is it I never have these items when I need them most?

A meme.

Feb. 14th, 2006 02:56 pm
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Because I am still sick and icky feeling, here is a meme.

Have you ever...? )


Feb. 14th, 2006 11:27 am
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11:16am and I'm awake and feverish and going back to bed in a few, I think.

I've put things in motion to reschedule my midterm as well as hand in my Italian composition on Thursday instead of today. My dad is writing me a note for the exam, and I don't think it'll be necessary for Italian. So much with the love and appreciation. Definitely goes to show I'm feverish when I am just awestruck at the concept that my dad can write me a note.

Hoping I'll be better tomorrow, since I have to meet up with the head of Sociology undergraduate studies tomorrow about switching to an Honours from a major in Soci, although I can always reschedule that. Really, I have to be better for Thursday, so that's my real goal.

The nose is moderately less stuffy today. This does not mean I do not currently have a Kleenex stuffed up my nose, however.

Also, the Canadian Olympic Women's Hockey Team is kicking ass. They killed Italy 16-0, Russia went down 12-0 and now we're beating Sweden 8-1 almost halfway through the third period.

I love my country. And I adore that our goalie, Kim St-Pierre, wears #33 like Patrick Roy once did.

I should really not be allowed to write emails or LJ entries or anything, really, when I'm feverish.

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone.

Go me.

Feb. 14th, 2006 04:48 am
brinshannara: (geek)
Didn't watch L Word. Instead, chatted contentedly with JB, who brought me ice cream and risked getting The Plague.

Really not feeling so hot, but due to domainy/hosting stuff, had to take care of a couple of things.

Properly migrated two PHPBB boards from old host to new host, using the command line MySQL interface.

I feel like utter crap, physically, but my spirit is psyched as hell that I managed to migrate the two boards without losing any messages or users in the process. (This has happened to me twice before.)

I also wrote to my prof about my midterm tomorrow, and indicated there was a large possibility I wouldn't make it. I'm gonna go try to sleep for a bit and see how I feel when my alarm goes off. Chances are, I ain't goin' to school tomorrow. I feel so ... out of my body, if that makes sense. My limbs feel really long and heavy. I hate being sick.

Also, it would be really, really nice if my nose decided to stop leaking for five seconds.

brinshannara: (i want my spymommy!)
Woke up with a fever. Low-grade (99ish), but since my normal temperature is somewhere in the 97 range, it's still enough to give me weird dreams and make me feel all fuzzy.

Am not in class. Instead, I'm on my couch, but I'm considering moving back to the bedroom. I'm not sure yet. I definitely need more sleep.

So I think it's the flu. Headache, stuffy/runny nose, sore throat, coughing and the fever. I'm achy, but I don't know if that's because of whatever plague it is I have or if it's because of skiing.

The plan for today:

- nap
- call mom, see if she wants to drop off orange juice and DayQuil on her way home
- tidy up a little bit
- watch L Word with JB, who has been duly informed of my plagued status, but said that she'd still like to come over if it won't tire me out too much. And she's bringing ice cream.

In the meantime, I just saw the best commercial for Aleve. Leonard Nimoy complaining of arthritis in his hand, talk about cancelling an appearance... and his agent on the phone tells him to take Aleve. Leonard Nimoy comes out on stage in front of tons of Trek fans, holds his right hand up, fingers together. There's a pause. Then he smiles broadly and does the Vulcan hand sign. The audience cheers.

I'm off to go pass out. <bright smile>


Feb. 13th, 2006 12:20 am
brinshannara: (aw crap)
Been a long few days.

Thursday sucked. School, etc. Other reasons, too.

Friday was better. Had a good talk with JB, went out with her and NC for N's birthday, went for dinner, went dancing (Lord, how I loathe dancing) and then came home late late.

Saturday -- left at 1:30pm to go to the cottage with my dad.

Skied from 3-5 or so.

Went to the cottage, fixed dinner with dad, listened to the Habs game on the radio because SRC was dumbassed enough not to show the Habs game and they don't get RDS up there.

Came home today. Felt kind of headachey and blah. Paid no attention to it.

Until about an hour ago.

I feel like crap. Hello, runny nose and sore throat. How ARE you guys?

I took a shower, am going to have a cup of tea and go to bed and pray that I feel better for class tomorrow.

My life is absolutely thrilling, I know. Don't you wish you were me?


Sep. 4th, 2005 02:55 pm
brinshannara: (@&#%! (weiss))
Driving around downtown, looking for parking for 25 minutes + very bright, sunny day + stress of being late for work + current headache = headache so bad it's verging on a migraine + calling in sick when I haven't even found parking yet.

I hate headaches. So very much.

Going to crash for a few hours.
brinshannara: (lost time)
Working on Sundays sucks ass. Sunday is a day of rest, dammit.

Ah, well. At least I get some cash and I'll get home before 10 and I'll be able to sleep.

And hey, a 45 minute break is nice, too.

(I am really trying to encourage myself, here. It's not working and I'm still not feeling 100% well. BLAH.)

ETA: And crap. I just remembered that I'm not only working today, tomorrow and Wednesday, but Friday, too, because I took last Wednesday off. GRR.


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