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It's that kind of day
Oct. 2nd, 2014 11:45 amIt started to hit me around 3 o'clock yesterday afternoon: that scratchy, post-nasal feeling.
I knew something was coming, and it wasn't going to be pretty. Biking to work that morning in the Cold October Rain was starting to more and more feel like a huge mistake. Biking back home again through similar conditions was just an inevitability. Thankfully there were warm jammies, Minestrone soup, and a piping hot grilled cheese sammich in my future.
I managed to not only eat dinner and spend some time hanging out with the roomies, but also watch a Stats lecture. Then I was in bed at a reasonable-for-me hour. The sleep was not restful, and each time I awoke I knew things were getting worse by how much harder it was to breathe.
At some point during the night the apartment lost power, and then later on in the same morning it came back. I only know this from the blinking of my alarm clock and the fact that my bedside lamp was on for some reason. I honestly don't remember turning it on after going to sleep...but again non-restful sleep.
Alarm went off at the usual time, thanks to being battery powered, and my body just said: Nope. Not getting up.
So I turned it off, rolled over, and decided right then and there to sleep until the novelty had worn off. This meant going back to bed for another three hours apparently. 11 hours after I'd initially gone to bed in the first place.
So yeah, I'm sick. Sick and taking the day. I've got too much stuff going on to push myself any further than I already have been.
In my future I see:
- A long, hot shower
- A change to new jammies
- Breakfast
- Doing the dishes in the sink
- Watching another lecture, possibly two.
- Maybe catching up on reading, if I can get my brain to focus.
- French bread pizza
- Possibly watching cartoons
- Certainly dicking around with the internet to see if I can't get my Chromecast to finally behave.
But mostly though, it's going to be sitting around being warm, and not letting this festering rot that's attempting to claim my head to take hold.
I knew something was coming, and it wasn't going to be pretty. Biking to work that morning in the Cold October Rain was starting to more and more feel like a huge mistake. Biking back home again through similar conditions was just an inevitability. Thankfully there were warm jammies, Minestrone soup, and a piping hot grilled cheese sammich in my future.
I managed to not only eat dinner and spend some time hanging out with the roomies, but also watch a Stats lecture. Then I was in bed at a reasonable-for-me hour. The sleep was not restful, and each time I awoke I knew things were getting worse by how much harder it was to breathe.
At some point during the night the apartment lost power, and then later on in the same morning it came back. I only know this from the blinking of my alarm clock and the fact that my bedside lamp was on for some reason. I honestly don't remember turning it on after going to sleep...but again non-restful sleep.
Alarm went off at the usual time, thanks to being battery powered, and my body just said: Nope. Not getting up.
So I turned it off, rolled over, and decided right then and there to sleep until the novelty had worn off. This meant going back to bed for another three hours apparently. 11 hours after I'd initially gone to bed in the first place.
So yeah, I'm sick. Sick and taking the day. I've got too much stuff going on to push myself any further than I already have been.
In my future I see:
- A long, hot shower
- A change to new jammies
- Breakfast
- Doing the dishes in the sink
- Watching another lecture, possibly two.
- Maybe catching up on reading, if I can get my brain to focus.
- French bread pizza
- Possibly watching cartoons
- Certainly dicking around with the internet to see if I can't get my Chromecast to finally behave.
But mostly though, it's going to be sitting around being warm, and not letting this festering rot that's attempting to claim my head to take hold.
