awake again
Nov. 2nd, 2005 08:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideStill sick. Called my boss to let her know I need another day. I haven't needed two sick days in a few years. It's kind of weird. I feel like I've fallen into this alternate reality where I live at home alone with my cat and there is no life outside of my flat.
My lovely friends have offered to stop by with soup, drugs, or Puffs, but I feel like my flat's become a hot zone. I don't want them near this. I feel like afterwards I should burn my sheets or something. Yes, melodramatic, but I feel like, in my head, I can see those science class movies where you cough, and zillions of microbes expel out and latch onto everything. Maybe I've just watched one too many episode of House.
The roof of my mouth itches, my ears are closed, my throat's still swollen and raw now I've coughed up all the protective mucous. I'm not that achey, thanks to regular Advil doses. And I'm really tired of my toilet paper as tissue.
I think I'm going to take a shower, bundle up, and trudge down to 7-11 for some soup, lozenges, kleenex, and orange juice. I don't think that'll be too hard to manage. I should not, however, buy the fixings for an ice cream sundae.
More than ever now I wish I had a big comfy couch. Or that my dvd-rom had a remote so I could enjoy whatever from the comfort of bed. But then I also feel like I should get out of bed and move to another room.
I had to skip my French lesson, which was set to resume this past Tuesday. But since it will be next week, I should catch up a bit on my studies. I could make flash cards. And maybe write a passage or two here.
It's just so weird feeling so bloody useless all day.
My lovely friends have offered to stop by with soup, drugs, or Puffs, but I feel like my flat's become a hot zone. I don't want them near this. I feel like afterwards I should burn my sheets or something. Yes, melodramatic, but I feel like, in my head, I can see those science class movies where you cough, and zillions of microbes expel out and latch onto everything. Maybe I've just watched one too many episode of House.
The roof of my mouth itches, my ears are closed, my throat's still swollen and raw now I've coughed up all the protective mucous. I'm not that achey, thanks to regular Advil doses. And I'm really tired of my toilet paper as tissue.
I think I'm going to take a shower, bundle up, and trudge down to 7-11 for some soup, lozenges, kleenex, and orange juice. I don't think that'll be too hard to manage. I should not, however, buy the fixings for an ice cream sundae.
More than ever now I wish I had a big comfy couch. Or that my dvd-rom had a remote so I could enjoy whatever from the comfort of bed. But then I also feel like I should get out of bed and move to another room.
I had to skip my French lesson, which was set to resume this past Tuesday. But since it will be next week, I should catch up a bit on my studies. I could make flash cards. And maybe write a passage or two here.
It's just so weird feeling so bloody useless all day.
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Date: 2005-11-02 05:50 pm (UTC)Oooo... ick. Ick, ick, ick. That was NOT a mental image I needed. *glances around her office and shudders*
Go for a swim in some nice soup... soup cures all ills! Or at least any of the ills worth having. ^_^
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Date: 2005-11-02 06:02 pm (UTC)And yes, soup is (as the ad campaign insists) good food. I'm going to have a cup now :)