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Being Sick: Day 5921375397.
Mar. 14th, 2005 02:34 pmWell, that's what it feels like, anyways. Don't you love how being sick makes you forget how it was to be healthy?
The fever's mostly taken care of by lovely DayQuil or Sinus Tylenol (which are identical, save for the cough suppressant in DayQuil. Did you know that? Well now you do.), and it's lower than it was the other day, so that's good. But I'm still a human snot factory, and it is SO annoying.
Apart from that, I'm now coughing and I'm being careful to be aware if it's just a sick cough or if it's an asthmatic cough. I really hope this thing doesn't drop into my lungs, because I might hurt someone.
Woke up with intense pain this morning -- my whole head was so full of nasty gunk that the pressure was really painful. It's still moderately owwie, but at least I'm not on the verge of tears. Yay!
I have done nothing this weekend. I've watched a lot of TV. I've tried to sleep. I've had a lot of liquids (everything from water, orange juice and gingerale to soup) and I've basically spent my days lying down. I took a shower last night and standing up for 15 minutes was almost enough to do me in.
I should go to school today, but unless I'm feeling 300% better in the next half hour, I'm not going in. I'm thinking I'll save myself for tomorrow, which is more important. I CANNOT miss statistics. Missing poetry would suck, too. So I'm foregoing Italian and Social Theory. I think. I still feel horribly guilty at the idea of missing class, but I really don't have much of a choice. I think the bus ride there alone would kill me. And then to sit in Italian for an hour and a quarter before going to Social Theory for another two and a quarter hours, before then trudging back home? Oof. Better make that feeling 400% better.
Been skimming LJ, so apologies if I've missed stuff or if I've not commented. It's just a little hard to concentrate for a long enough period of time to actually write something coherent. This whole entry would normally take me two minutes, and it's been more than ten.
I hate being sick. More updates as (important) events warrant, because I don't think you want to know how many kleenexes I've gone through or my exact temperature every hour or whatever. ;)
The fever's mostly taken care of by lovely DayQuil or Sinus Tylenol (which are identical, save for the cough suppressant in DayQuil. Did you know that? Well now you do.), and it's lower than it was the other day, so that's good. But I'm still a human snot factory, and it is SO annoying.
Apart from that, I'm now coughing and I'm being careful to be aware if it's just a sick cough or if it's an asthmatic cough. I really hope this thing doesn't drop into my lungs, because I might hurt someone.
Woke up with intense pain this morning -- my whole head was so full of nasty gunk that the pressure was really painful. It's still moderately owwie, but at least I'm not on the verge of tears. Yay!
I have done nothing this weekend. I've watched a lot of TV. I've tried to sleep. I've had a lot of liquids (everything from water, orange juice and gingerale to soup) and I've basically spent my days lying down. I took a shower last night and standing up for 15 minutes was almost enough to do me in.
I should go to school today, but unless I'm feeling 300% better in the next half hour, I'm not going in. I'm thinking I'll save myself for tomorrow, which is more important. I CANNOT miss statistics. Missing poetry would suck, too. So I'm foregoing Italian and Social Theory. I think. I still feel horribly guilty at the idea of missing class, but I really don't have much of a choice. I think the bus ride there alone would kill me. And then to sit in Italian for an hour and a quarter before going to Social Theory for another two and a quarter hours, before then trudging back home? Oof. Better make that feeling 400% better.
Been skimming LJ, so apologies if I've missed stuff or if I've not commented. It's just a little hard to concentrate for a long enough period of time to actually write something coherent. This whole entry would normally take me two minutes, and it's been more than ten.
I hate being sick. More updates as (important) events warrant, because I don't think you want to know how many kleenexes I've gone through or my exact temperature every hour or whatever. ;)
