Tortitude

Jeff just called and said he's also just started feeling achy and upset-stomach-y!

I accused him of giving me the cooties. (He'd started feeling icky yesterday, poor bunny, but thought it was done with.)

When I called in sick this morning, I just thought I was over-tired and had indigestion from too much spicy Thai food. But as I've largely been asleep the entire day, I really don't feel bad about it--clearly I needed the rest. I'd offered to come in to Bill, who said that I should just take the day off--it's pretty dead at the office.

Also, it's my first sick day since going permanent. Why am I defending myself?

Anyhow, spent most of the day asleep, would wake up and check in on Jeff (someone has to keep tabs on that guy), and then fall back asleep.

I'm mostly awake now and think I'm going to try to stay awake so that I'm not up all night.

It feels very weird to have fallen asleep at noonish only to wake up now with the day gone. I fell asleep right as Aragorn was singing about Beren and the lady of Luthien. Or was it during Arwen's run from the Ringwraiths. I think it was intermittent, because I vaguely remember Boromir in Rivendell. Hrm. I think that was when I totally passed out. But I woke up to an inbox full of well wishers, which was really nice.

Hobbes kept me in good company today. He loves days where for whatever reason unknown to him, I stay in bed all day with him. Although currently he's guarding the bedroom doorway, so I will be sure to know he's ready to eat anytime I want to get up.

My throat hurts less, but I think it's because of that nice wall of mucous choking it. It still feels swollen, but at least there isn't that awful tearing sensation every time I swallow. I need more fluids, but they're all the way over there. Sigh.

In a weird twist, all my cousins are sick in LA. K, M, H, Y, and A. I think Z and Mo are the only ones unaffected.

No doubt about it, I'm glad I stayed home. I would have been utterly useless at work and miserable to boot. I used to feel this intense passion about going into work even when sick, which was stupid. I used to think it meant devotion. But it just meant that I would take a lot longer to get better and infect half my office.

Now that I'm awake, I'm trying to figure out what to do that my attention span can handle. LotR again? Veronica Mars? Read something? Book on tape? It's a little hard to focus. Mowr.

Also, right about now, half a roll of toilet paper in, I'm annoyed I didn't buy the Puffs Plus I considered during my last grocery trip.

Today was interesting. Woke up with spliting headache and decided to call in sick and stay in bed until desire to vomit passed. Which, blissfully, it did. Hauled self out of bed around 3:30 and spent next hour dealing with DMV on extending expiring license. After dialing the number 57 times I connected with a nice woman who is going to grant me an additional 60 days so I can do this when I go home for xmas. Whew! Spent rest of the day cleaning up the place, which had lagged in my crapped out state. Dishes, laundry, tossed trash, paid bills. Took a long hot shower. I feel at least semi organized again.

No pain so far today, which is good, though last night was kinda awful. Kept tossing and turning and ow ow.

Leftover chinese for my first meal of the day, not bad. Purr. Weirdly though, I want to go to sleep again.

I WANT TO BE BACK TO NORMAL ALREADY *bellow*