Yesterday was miserable. Closed airways, heavy lungs, all over aches and nothing good going on with how I was feeling. Bunny brought me home cold medication, and we spent the day curled up on the couches watching Grey's Anatomy (season two) while he played with my hair and rubbed my feet.
Um, wait. That's a pretty sweet deal. I mean, I felt like crap ... but somehow, feeling like crap with the man who loves you there taking care of you is bearable. It might even be better than having my mother take care of me when I'm sick.
Today I'm starting to feel better. Still down in the dumps, but it's like the air has lifted. Here's hoping tomorrow's even better.
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Sunday, February 19, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
coping strategy
Simple foods, when I'm sick, tend to be all I'm interested in.
Toast with butter.
Sugared tea.
Arrowroot cookies.
Chicken broth and dinner rolls.
Today I'm indulging in all.
Toast with butter.
Sugared tea.
Arrowroot cookies.
Chicken broth and dinner rolls.
Today I'm indulging in all.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
sickity sick
Well, I fought and I have lost. I am sick.
It's actually not so bad as that goes, just a runny, congested nose and sore throat. And a really drippy eye (will not stop watering!) I've eaten a lot of soup, and bread dipped in soup, and I think I'll be eating a lot more.
Oh, and camomile peppermint tea - which is the best herbal in my opinion.
When I'm feeling better, I have every intention of giving you my favourite chocolate cookie recipe, but for the next few days I think I'll drag up some old drafts for you.
Annnnnnd that's all.
It's actually not so bad as that goes, just a runny, congested nose and sore throat. And a really drippy eye (will not stop watering!) I've eaten a lot of soup, and bread dipped in soup, and I think I'll be eating a lot more.
Oh, and camomile peppermint tea - which is the best herbal in my opinion.
When I'm feeling better, I have every intention of giving you my favourite chocolate cookie recipe, but for the next few days I think I'll drag up some old drafts for you.
Annnnnnd that's all.
Thursday, December 01, 2011
oi
We are in day 3 of migraine land.
Which, as I'm sure you can imagine, puts me in a pretty bad mood. No big deal, I live with it (when you conistently have migraines you don't really care so much). But it's getting frustrating.
It also resulted in a box of KD for dinner. Not the best choice, but I had a real lunch (leftovers from Bunny bailing me out and making a pork roast and mashed potatoes last night) so I'm not going to care too much.
Blah. That's really it now. Blah.
Which, as I'm sure you can imagine, puts me in a pretty bad mood. No big deal, I live with it (when you conistently have migraines you don't really care so much). But it's getting frustrating.
It also resulted in a box of KD for dinner. Not the best choice, but I had a real lunch (leftovers from Bunny bailing me out and making a pork roast and mashed potatoes last night) so I'm not going to care too much.
Blah. That's really it now. Blah.
Monday, November 14, 2011
and the rain rain rain came down down down
So it's been a bit of a wash of a day, but that's ok.
Bunny tried to quit smoking this weekend, and has since decided that he needs a doctor's advice and better timing. The last time he successfully quit was well planned, and the not-quite-complete but very successful at cutting back smoking attempt in August had planning behind it. So we're looking at Christmas now - which I am totally cool with. I want him to quit, but I also want him to not go crazy. I think I may run away for a few days while he quits because I've had my fill of "first day of no smoking" for the year.
As for me? I woke up around 3am feeling pretty shitty, came down for some water, and spent most of the morning in the bathroom unable to pull myself away from the toilet. At about 6am I finally called it a sick day and sent an email to my boss. If I can't get away from the toilet for twenty minutes, I definitely can't make in to the office.
After a very rough morning, I eventually woke up around 12:30, hugging a (thankfully empty) lime green mixing bowl, and proceeded to have my third shower since 3am. (Showering: what I do when I'm sick. Seriously, if I am sick I am likely to spend at least half my day in the shower.) An hour later, I encountered one of the most delightful aspects of Bunny being in school.
He comes home early. Mondays are short days for him, and he was home by 1:30-2, which was very nice. Because after that I had Lipton Chicken Soup with a croissant to dip in the broth, no effort on my part.
Today has been spent entirely half passed out on the couch between increasingly infrequent bathroom trips. Drinking tea and eating Arrowroot digestive biscuits, and the occasional Five Alive.
Not the best of days, but a decent sick day. (But man, do I ever feel guilty taking a sick day, even when I am legitimately sick. No sense of modesty, over developed guilt, that's me!)
Really for the most part I've been slowly working away on my cross stitch project. It's not perfect, but I enjoy it, and it's the first time in years I have picked up a cross stitch. I have a handful more stitches to go before I can get started on the backstitching and couching, and eventually turn it into a pillow for our puppy. (It's a picture of a dog - it's too cute to make it a dog pillow!)
Bunny tried to quit smoking this weekend, and has since decided that he needs a doctor's advice and better timing. The last time he successfully quit was well planned, and the not-quite-complete but very successful at cutting back smoking attempt in August had planning behind it. So we're looking at Christmas now - which I am totally cool with. I want him to quit, but I also want him to not go crazy. I think I may run away for a few days while he quits because I've had my fill of "first day of no smoking" for the year.
As for me? I woke up around 3am feeling pretty shitty, came down for some water, and spent most of the morning in the bathroom unable to pull myself away from the toilet. At about 6am I finally called it a sick day and sent an email to my boss. If I can't get away from the toilet for twenty minutes, I definitely can't make in to the office.
After a very rough morning, I eventually woke up around 12:30, hugging a (thankfully empty) lime green mixing bowl, and proceeded to have my third shower since 3am. (Showering: what I do when I'm sick. Seriously, if I am sick I am likely to spend at least half my day in the shower.) An hour later, I encountered one of the most delightful aspects of Bunny being in school.
He comes home early. Mondays are short days for him, and he was home by 1:30-2, which was very nice. Because after that I had Lipton Chicken Soup with a croissant to dip in the broth, no effort on my part.
Today has been spent entirely half passed out on the couch between increasingly infrequent bathroom trips. Drinking tea and eating Arrowroot digestive biscuits, and the occasional Five Alive.
Not the best of days, but a decent sick day. (But man, do I ever feel guilty taking a sick day, even when I am legitimately sick. No sense of modesty, over developed guilt, that's me!)
Really for the most part I've been slowly working away on my cross stitch project. It's not perfect, but I enjoy it, and it's the first time in years I have picked up a cross stitch. I have a handful more stitches to go before I can get started on the backstitching and couching, and eventually turn it into a pillow for our puppy. (It's a picture of a dog - it's too cute to make it a dog pillow!)
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
the weather is above me
This hasn't been the start of a particularly great week for me.
I had a really rough day at the office, and it did not end well. However, only so much should really be said on the internet. (It's totally nothing serious, but I still need to maintain some level of privacy.)
Then I came home and felt like utter crap. Bunny took a homework break and we snuggled for about half an hour, and then I crashed on the couch until 8 which was kind of perfect in the sense that I needed it, but I didn't get much done. And I woke up feeling crappy, which also didn't help.
Then I wake up today feeling particularly vomitty (this is normal for me - without fail I always feel about to throw up when I wake up). And almost threw up on my way home from groceries. Also, not so pleasant. My digestion is really annoying me lately. At any given time I am one of the following:
At the moment I'm balancing a nasty wave of nausea with the thought of chocolate chip oatmeal muffins, because I can't think of the last time I made muffins.
I had a really rough day at the office, and it did not end well. However, only so much should really be said on the internet. (It's totally nothing serious, but I still need to maintain some level of privacy.)
Then I came home and felt like utter crap. Bunny took a homework break and we snuggled for about half an hour, and then I crashed on the couch until 8 which was kind of perfect in the sense that I needed it, but I didn't get much done. And I woke up feeling crappy, which also didn't help.
Then I wake up today feeling particularly vomitty (this is normal for me - without fail I always feel about to throw up when I wake up). And almost threw up on my way home from groceries. Also, not so pleasant. My digestion is really annoying me lately. At any given time I am one of the following:
- having uhhh "loose" bowel movements consistently
- having massively painful indigestion after eating
- which makes me put off eating some times
- which is terrible because at the other end of the spectrum is me being so hungry I feel like I'm going to throw up
- getting motion sick (me + public transit in the am is not a pretty picture - that takes me minimum half an hour to recover from in the morning)
- either completely avoiding dairy or having my lactose intolerant self regret not avoiding dairy (pure pain)
At the moment I'm balancing a nasty wave of nausea with the thought of chocolate chip oatmeal muffins, because I can't think of the last time I made muffins.
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