Mar. 23rd, 2009 10:58 am
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Called out sick from work today because I can't even swallow. If I have strep throat, I am going to be so pissed. I mean, I assume I'd know, but hell, even drinking water hurts right now. Best thing I ate yesterday was ice cream.

At least my doctor's office could squeeze me in at 11ish.

The wedding was a lot of fun. I posted a couple pictures on my Flickr and my 365. We saw Watchmen yesterday, which was a lot better than I expected. I know everyone's been saying how epic it was, but meh, I have no faith in a) the movie industry and b) I didn't think the comic book was the Greatest Thing Ever. I will say, it's better on reread now, almost a decade later.

Bleh. Must put shoes on so I can go have a stick jammed down my throat.

ETA: Yep. Strep.


Feb. 19th, 2009 10:47 pm
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Still getting over the death flu/pneumonia which is almost at the end of it's third full week. No more vomiting aside Friday the 6th's three bouts of it. It went through the school like wildfire–parents, teachers, everyone. It seems to be making a second round, which I hope to avoid.

The worst lingering feeling is the complete lack of appetite. I've been unable to eat real meals since. Right now, my meal schedule looks like: 16oz of OJ for breakfast, a small amount of what's leftover from lunch (ie. 1 slice of meatloaf, a small scoop of roasted potatoes, and a small scoop of green beans), and pop-tarts for dinner. That's eating when I'm hungry and that's enough to full me up. Poptarts are on there because they're one of the things I can look at and not feel queasy.

The antibiotics I'm taking for the pneumonia is making me feel craptacular and dizzy. I'm very bleh all day. The coughing is still around and when I breathe in, my lungs squeak. I'm constantly tired.

The only bonus is that I'm down a pant size and then a little extra. I might as well get something positive out of this.

More on Fiddler later. I need to get to bed now.


Feb. 12th, 2009 10:01 pm
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Dear [ profile] nyhamsterhouse,

You've jinxed me. I have pneumonia too.
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[Error: unknown template qotd]I was a good doobee and stayed home today, rather than sharing my head cold with the class. If I'm not feeling super crappy, not running a fever, or it's been a couple days, I'll go. Considering I work with small children, precautionary calling out is preferred.


Oct. 30th, 2008 10:14 am
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What the frak, body, what the frak? Can you just not manage to get better? Really, I get about a week of feeling so-so and then, boom, it's back to la la la, I feel like ass. Steven having a cold does not, in any way, shape, or form, mean that you need to join the crowd. He's an adult, he can have a cold all by himself.

I realize I work with little kids and that they are little germ factories, but for God's sake, I was my hands every 15 seconds. With anti-bacterial soap, no less! That kills germs, got it? Not encourages them to take up root.

My sinuses are not for rent nor are they storage. Stop fill them up with goo. While we're on the subject, neither are my lungs, though you seem to think they're party central for post nasal drip.

I appreciate the whole coughing to evict thing, but in order to do that, it needs to be productive, not this all bark, not bite shit you've been doing.

Don't you think eight and a half weeks of malaise is a little excessive? You're really overachieving this year. A week would have been sufficient, two excessive, but 8? What do you think you have? The Hanta virus?

Let me remind you if I am out sick, I do not get paid. If I do not get paid, you get nothing but Chips Ahoy. No fresh greens, no protein, nada. I won't be able to afford it. And, since you've decided you don't like the binders, vitamins are out of the question.

I appreciate that you rarely get the flu. Honestly. I'll even get over having it on my honeymoon because you so rarely get it. But really, enough of the colds and bronchitis and sinus infections. I'm sure you've used up your allotment for the rest of the winter.


Oct. 16th, 2008 05:25 pm
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[ profile] geobabe, you win the Dr. Intartoobz award. I went back to the doctor for the eleventy millionth time and it is, indeed, labyrinthitis. Best symptom ever? Vertigo. When Steven gets in, I have to have him run me over to Le Target and fill my more prescriptions so that I can drive to work tomorrow.

I apparently napped through the absolute worst of the dizziness this morning, which is something.

My wonderful, darling, genius of a cat was eating dried pasta today. It seems that I had dropped a wagon wheel the other day while making dinner and she found it. All I could hear was this awful crunching and I'm all, wtf are you eating, cat?

And she just stares at me, nom nom nom, crunching away like it was the greatest thing ever. When I went to get up, she took it and ran off with it like I was going to STEAL THE HALF-EATEN DRIED PASTA. Please cat, I have a fridge full of people food that is way tastier than something I dropped on the floor how many days ago.

Now, mind you, the cat is already on my shit list because she decided today would be the best day to play four legged alarm clock AT 5:15 IN THE MORNING. She's way more efficient than the regular kind because the sleep feature only works in the middle of the afternoon.

And of course, if one of them is down here, the other is not far behind. After she boots up the stairs, the kitten was just sitting and staring at me for God knows what. She now meows at me when I ask what the hell her problem is. I need two talkative cats like I need a hole in the head.

Blah, my feet are cold today. Back to lying down on the couch.


Oct. 14th, 2008 01:32 am
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All right, world, you could stop twirling around me at any time. I'm sure this is somehow karmic retribution for getting in the gyroscope at the fair or dragging Steven on rollercoasters, but enough is enough. I feel like I'm going to fall off the couch.

I'm not sure if this is from the prednisone or it's from fluid behind my ears still, but damn... I have never been this dizzy in my life.
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I'm still doing the Omg!WTF-is-this waltz. It's going on a month this week. A month!

I came home from the doctor's today with a script for a double dose of prednisone because I still have inflammation and gunk in my lungs, gunk in my sinuses, and fluid behind my ears, which is making me dizzy as a bat. This is accompanying the cephalexin I'm still taking and the prescription cough syrup.

I don't even know what to classify this as, at this point. I can't remember the last time I was this sick. The cats are starting to treat me as part of the furniture because all I do is lounge on the couch and hack. I'm not even posting because a) nothing is happening and b) I'm too tired 90% of the time. The only good thing about being sick now is that it's October and there's a pretty good selection of shows on Discovery.

Most Haunted Live is on tonight at 20:00. I will be watching it like a sucker.

So, now I'm couching, waiting for Steven to come home so I can go cash my cheque, make a quick Lush run since Steven is out of shampoo and my mum needs conditioner, and then back here so I can take yet another pill. Blech.

Basically, this is what I have been doing for the last month. I'm sick of having a cold, I'm sick of taking pills, and I'm sick of being sick.

Mm, Friday

May. 9th, 2008 11:44 pm
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I still feel kind of crappy. My chest is still hurting a decent amount. I came home from school today and napped for three and a half hours. Ignore that I got eight hours of sleep last night, I could hardly stay awake at school today. It sucked. I read my MacWorld, but damned if I can remember what was in it.

[profile] lauraxmarie and I went out for lunch yesterday and did some hardcore shopping, which was probably why I was so frakking tired today. We were completely socially unacceptable, as is par for the course, but it was fun. I got a dress and a pair of capris from Old Navy, as well as underwear. Yay, I can now throw out a bunch! I got Steven clothes too. I also replaced my black dress sandals that finally fell apart on Wednesday. They were a good decade old and had been my mum's before they were mine.

Going to RI tomorrow and probably seeing Iron Man on Sunday. We've opted not do anything for Mother's Day this year. It's not going to be a really good day. I did get Mum some Lily Savon soap and earrings, but no card. Stupid upsetting greeting card holiday.

No word back on the summer job o' doom yet. I even made my answerphone message professional for them.

Ok, things I like this week: Rachel's Yoghurt. Really awesome, unusual flavours. Best of the bunch is Plum Lavender Honey, so far, but vanilla chai and pomegranate acai are really good too. It's the new lunch of champions.


May. 3rd, 2008 12:18 am
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Well. I'm pretty sure I don't like The Blonde. [personal profile] plunkybug, I think you're right. My hair is a lot drier since I started using it. It's not touching the colour, obviously since you can't bleach out bleach, but my hair does seem a lot crappier. Back to Shine for me and the sample of Blonde to my mum. I am loving Demon in the Dark soap, though. It smells pretty damn good. I'm still loving Sweet Japanese Girl, too. It seems to fit pretty well with my lack of use of a moisturizer.

I pulled a muscle in my shoulder today coughing and it HURTS. I am so all done with this. I'm also way over the Prednisone. I woke up still buzzing this morning and I still feel it now, even though I'm really tired. My house is a wreck, too, and it's driving me insane because I can't clean it. I tried to clean up the couch a little and it was not a good scene. Steven made me extra rice for lunch tomorrow, at least, if I can get to the microwave.

I think I might break up with Battlestar for the first time this season because of the motherfrakking TBC tonight. I want to know what happens and I don't want to wait a week *whinge*

At least next week looks good. 5 more eps in this half!

Tomorrow looks like more couching here and working on photos again. Hopefully, I can get through a few more, but my comp has been lagging a little. Some of them are pretty awesome though. Worse comes to worse, I'll clean out my thumb drive and work on them at school Monday and Tuesday, since I am Le Art Department.

I finally got it together and downloaded the new Nick Cave. I like it; not as much as some of his other stuff, but it's good. I listened to it twice today and burnt Steven a copy. Since I haven't listened to Grinderman, I can't say how much it's like that (as the review said), but it's definitely much quicker paced.

Time for my next round of drugs. Wee.

Today, FTL

May. 1st, 2008 12:14 pm
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I haven't been feeling well this week. It started Sunday, after liming the lawn, with chest tightness and a sore throat, which I assumed was from liming the lawn without a mask like a dumbass. I worked Monday, but felt pretty lousy in time by the time we were ready to go see Eddie Izzard. Tuesday, my throat still hurt and I was coughing, so I stayed home. I finally felt a little better yesterday, so I figured I'd go in today. Of course I felt terrible this morning, still coughing, still sore throated, but I figured it would get better. Nope. I told Boss Lady I was going to need to go home, but I would cover a couple periods for her if possible. Then I rang for a doctor's appointment. Only one they had was 10:15. Grrrreat. Back to see Boss Lady to let her know that I was going to shuffle things and make sure the periods I needed were covered and then I needed to leave.

I kind of though I had strep because of the really sore throat, swollen glands, fever, etc. I went in, had the happy strep test, impressed the nurse with my lack of gag reflex, and waited. Nope, not strep. Ok, next step is listening to my lungs and he gets that A-HA! look which makes me a cranky badger.

Doctor: Sounds like you have some congestion in your lungs.
Me: Ooook?
Doctor: Looks like it might be the beginnings of pneumonia. Good thing you came in.

And better still, IT'S VIRAL. I left with scripts for an inhaler, prednisone, and cough syrup to keep my lungs in my chest. So much win, I don't know where to go from here.

On the other hand, Eddie Izzard was great. The Orpheum, not so much, but he was on stage for a couple hours. I did not realize this was the first stop of the tour, either. Some of Steven's co-workers were going to see him later in the week, so he was going to compare notes. I love [profile] papayarain forever for letting me know about the tour. It was so awesome! Best line of the night: badgers CAN be choosers, which is my new flist headline.

Still working on the photos from last week, but soon, I hope.
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The week-end was actually surprisingly not made of awesome. The friend we had plans with Saturday flaked out, my grandfather was really cranky, and it was cold. The best we ended up doing was going for groceries, which we did kind of need. Then I spend the rest of the night being whingy about being in and went to bed early.

Plans also fell through for yesterday. Steven and I went out for an early brunch at Cheesecake Factory since we had a giftcard and it was much better this time than last, though someone should remind my dumb ass that eating lots of strawberries will indeed make me a sad badger. Still, it was a nice way to kill a good hour and a half. I saw one of the girls I went to high school with, which is always interesting.

We were originally going to go see a bellydancing thing today, but sucks and never mentioned tickets. Turns out they (like most things) were out of our entertainment budget. Steven called Sam, with whom we were supposed to go, and I started tidying up while he was doing that.

I'm trying to get in the habit of having one day a week that I clean around here. For a while, it was biweekly while Steven had the kid, but it seemed very overwhelming. Once a week is much more manageable. I ended up actually scrubbing down the walls by the sink because they had this gross, grayish film over them. Damned if I know why, because no one smokes in here, but it's gone now. Method's All Purpose cleaner is DAMN good for that. Of course, once I did that, I had to wipe down the radiators and the sills and the telly because they looked grimy too. So the end of a couple hours of cleaning meant that our bedroom is tidied up with clean sheets, the dishwasher is empty, and the living room is picked up.

You wouldn't know that now, though, since there's folded laundry everywhere and stuff on the couch from me being here all day.

Sam rang after that and decided she was too tired to do anything, so we made a pilgrimage to Le Target. I needed to buy a giant antibacterial soap refill. I came home with 5 pairs of dollar socks, a Star Wars shirt for $3.98, animal crackers, a pair of head phones that I need to return, and some Seventh Generation dish soap that smells great. Guess what I did not actually buy. We hit the Sbux there because we had another giftcard. New honey latte = ok. Vanilla bean mini scones, however, are pretty delicious.

We went to Bread and Circus on the way home because I had an unholy craving for Meat! and Steven's generally untrusting of the other other markets in the area. We also ran out of soy sauce and the kind he likes also seems to not be in the local shops and we never remember we could go to the Super 88 until it's too late. We ended up picking up a couple things and getting a potential invitation to go to a gallery opening this week-end. And I have maple glazed parsnips now.

After that, we ended up back here, watched some not really great telly, and caught a bit of the news before I started feeling sick. Without going into TMI-Land, it was very bad and I was up until approximately 3:30 in the morning. I preemptively called out of work since I figured, if nothing else, I would be exhausted today. I spent most of the rest of today feeling kind of yucky and napping between bouts of nasty stomach cramps, so it was a wise decision.

At least I feel fine to go to work tomorrow. Clothes are all picked out and everything.
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I figured my luck would run out eventually. Everyone at school is sick with this sinus/chest thing, everyone Steven works with has it, and I know I've been run down because of the last six weeks. Indeed, yesterday morning, I woke up with swollen glands, gooey sinuses, and a crummy cough. I spent all day yesterday napping on and off, reading teh gossips, and watching the good half of the third season of Battlestar Galactica. As a result, I feel a lot better today.

Of course, now we're supposed to get lots of snow Monday, so who knows if we'll even have school now. They're talking up to 10" of snow here. Grrrreat.

I'm thinking about doing the 101 in 1001 that a lot of people are doing. The problem is that I don't have any idea what I should do. I can think of a handful of things, but I don't know. What do you guys think? Anyone else want to show me your list and I can gank ideas? I like [ profile] wishuponkate's idea of getting it posted today with a goal of 10/10/10. Even I can remember that.

I bumped into someone I knew from high school yesterday when I went out for cold medicine, so that was nice.

Bah. I should eat some lunch now, I suppose.
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This is the first time I've ever lived in a house with stairs and what have I done, not three months after moving in? I fell down the stairs. The whole damn flight. I tripped over my own two feet, bounced off the corner and landed at the bottom, knocking myself out for an unknown about of time.

I called my mum, who insisted that I go to the ER to make sure I wasn't extra broken or anything important or paralyzed myself. By the time she got here, I was getting drowsy and mumbling to myself about the damn stairs. Steven was waiting at the ER, so they tag-teamed the triage while I, unattended, promptly fell asleep. For damn near two hours.

The doctor came to see me, but unfortunately since I was so damned quiet, no one bothered to x-ray me. Win again. I slept a little more while they were doing that and until they moved me into my own room. I would have continued to sleep, except the Burning Unholy Pain™ started up in my neck and back. Luckily, my doctor wasn't too long out, probably because I had already been hassling the nurses using my compact to watch what they were doing. Finally, I was allowed to trot over to the bathroom and potty.

So the win tally is a concussion, a cervical strain, a few pulled muscles and a bunch of bruises. No driving for 24 hours, take the magical percs to keep the Burning Unholy Pain™ at bay, and learn to walk upright like the rest of the world. Oh, and ice. Lots and lots of glorious ice.

I'm so glad this week is almost over. It's been so full of win, I don't know if I could take much more.

Anyhow, I'll be on the laptop for, oh, the next 36 hours. Feel free to entertain me.
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I started feeling kind of blech last Thursday. I figured I was tired because of school, but no... Friday saw a sore throat and a stuffed up nose. Great. Steven had it too, so we spent the week-end snorting and horfing on opposite ends of our couch. Saturday, my chest started feeling tight and hurting which in my world means imminent bronchitis. I had leftover sulfa drugs, so I started on that and figured I'd make a doctor's appointment Tuesday afternoon.

Joke's on me. What I thought was going to be bronchitis turned out to be walking pneumonia. Fluid in both lungs for the win.

So I get an additional ten days of sulfa, 5 days of prednisone, and a whole lot of feeling like I was beaten with a crowbar. Win.
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My internets have only been working intermediately this week-end and decided to sleep in today. I couldn't get them back on and functioning till about 1 this afternoon. Sup, internets. It's Monday. No one gets to sleep in on Monday. It could've been worse, though. I'm rereading Julie Gregory's Sickened, which I used as a source in a psych paper on Munchausen's Syndrome by Proxy a million years ago, before I changed my major to Art.

I haven't finished History of Celibacy yet, but I didn't feel like hunting around in my school bag for it.

I still feel kind of craptastic. I tried to do a little work in the bedroom today, but after about 10 minutes, I started hacking and wheezing and had to go sit down. Some help I am. My sinuses did drain, which is pretty good. That means my lungs no longer have a place to acquire gunk from. If only I could get the remaining gunk out...

I really like the green striped living room in the Scotch Painter Tape commercial, but I wonder if I'd get sick of it really quickly. Probably. I think my mind is warped from 10 years of apartment living and Navajo White walls. I also have this incredible urge to get house plants, even though I cannot keep them alive. I think some of that is because this place is, as Steven lovingly refers to it, a dark cave.

I'm so tired. I'm still frakking wheezing from earlier. I had intentions of cooking dinner for Steven tonight, but I just can't do it. I guess we'll be having sandwiches if he doesn't feel like cooking. We're out of pretty much everything else, including oatmeal, which makes me very, very sad. I sense a trip to BJ's in the near future.

Why am I so sucked into Little People, Big World? Stupid TLC and their addictive programming. I guess it's better than when I had pneumonia at 15 and got sucked into All My Children and One Life to Live.
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Teen charged in dad's slaying

EDIT: More Congdon Confessed.

That was my old next door neighbour! I used to babysite for the kid in the photo. Bernie and Pam were responsible for teaching me about gardening. I was always over there as a kid. I just saw Bernie a few years ago. My sister called to tell me about this today because, obviously, she knew him too.

I think the last murder in Chittenden was like 30 years ago, when someone found a foot and half a leg in a hiking boot up to the New Boston Road. Wonder if this'll make the news down here.
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I'm marginally productive these days. I worked all last week, so it's been nice having a couple days off this week, even if it is making me amazingly dumb and I forgot to tune in to watch Dancing with the Stars last night. Boo on me. I'll make sure to watch it tonight.

Steven and I went to the magical land of the Plaza Monday. We had to return Joy and Alex's wedding gift which was both a duplicate and broken. I've never seen Corningware shattered like that. We ended up getting a stick blender/food processor that we've both been coveting for a while. Now I can make my own hummus because I'm a loser like that. A loser who really loves hummus. We had dinner at Johnny Rocket's and kind of just puttered around the mall. On our way back out through Macy's, I stopped to check out the Benefit counter and picked up a Benetint/gloss combo. I forgot how much I love Benetint. I can slap some on and look 87% put together for the rest of the day.

Tuesday, we went Pier One because my jerk BIL had gotten us a gift cert for there. I'm pretty sure we're never going to use it, though, since we spent an hour there and couldn't find a single thing we liked except one lone candle which I didn't buy because Steven kind of made the face at the smell. It was Aspen Flower, if anyone's interested. Dejected, we went to Michael's where I pretended I had lots of money and looked at the oils and felt guilty about ignoring the watercolour I'm working on.

Yesterday was free coffee day at Dunkins, so we partook in that before deciding, spur of the moment, to go to Independance Mall. I actually hadn't been there in a good year, so it was kind of fun to see what's changed. Which was actually nothing, except there's a Steve & Barry's there now. I found a $3.99 skirt that was pretty damn cute, as well as a couple other things I might eventually go back for (including but not limited to a Badgers shirt). We finally made it to Target for cough syrup and I ended up getting a cheapo tote with swallows on it and a couple pairs of socks.

Why did I need cough syrup? Because I woke up yesterday feeling like someone kicked me in the chest. I spent all last night coughing till this morning my throat started bleeding. I called my doctor for an appointment this morning and told them that I would need a round of sulfa drugs and some cough syrup since I was pretty sure I had brochitis. I indeed do have bronchitis. My doctor was impressed that I managed to call it in less than 24 hours. I say it sucks that I've had it so much I can tell that quick.

So now I'm going to spend the week-end drinking cough syrup and popping Mucinex, which is the greatest thing known to man. Go me.

Steven and I cooked a real meal together tonight. We made vieja ropa with oven roasted plantains. It was damn good, though I think I'll add some hot sauce next time. It wasn't spicy enough for me, despite the four jalepenos. The plantains were delicious. We're going to have them again this week, since I bought 6 and we only used three tonight.

We're having tuna noodle casserole for dinner tomorrow, since it's still Lent, and I've been craving it something unholy. Steven and Nicki have never had it, so they're game. Saturday, I think we're having cranberry pig chops from the [ profile] what_a_crock. I kind of want to make veg soup or pasta for Sunday's dinner. There were a few other really tasty looking things that I might try crockpotting soon as well.

Oh my god, I love blue footed boobies. They're on telly right now and I just squee'd as much as I can with the sick.

I'm applying for a job no later than Monday for the summer. I'm waiting till I stop sounding like a 60 year old cocktail waitress named Flo to do it. I'll post more details if I get it, so until then, keep finger crossed for me. I really don't want to have to do a 9-5 data entry gig unless I absolutely have to. Ideally, I'd like to do something involving the arts and kids.

Mum's taking my car to Rhode Island on Saturday. I had a completely moment of role reversal while talking to her on the phone today. I told her to make sure to be careful with my car and not to blow out my clutch, something she said to me if I so much as looked at her car as a teen. I could actually hear her rolling her eyes over the phone before we both had a good laugh over it.

Lily Allen is indeed well and sold out here, so we're going to venture in next Saturday and see if we can get day of tickets. Steven seems to think there's some sort of Mass law that states they must release day of. I say it's a nice excuse to spend the day in the city, so long as it's nice.

My hair feels especially awesome today. It's very soft and not frizzy and I have no idea why, since it's been raining on and off all day. Figures my hair looks amazing on the day I'm too sick to go anywhere.

I wish I had Steven buy a couple mags when he was out picking up my meds. I'm not up for reading a real book, but I don't really want to stay up and watch telly either. Such dilemas... Anyhow, at least it was semi-warm today. I was outside for a bit in zoris and shorts and didn't die, so maybe we will eventually see spring.

I suppose I am just going to go to bed, though I think I shall also sleep with the window a bit open and enjoy the fresh breeze. Night, El-Jay!
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I dragged my sorry bum out of bed at half past 12 today. How said is it that I actually set my alarm clock for it? It was balmy and nice out, so much so our neighbour was out working on his classic car. In fact, it would've been a perfect Halloween if I hadn't, you know, been sick. The drive wasn't too bad since they finally finished construction on 53. Good thing too, since Construction Season is practically over.

The ladies at my doctors' office were teasing me about missing them, since I was there literally a week ago with the dislocated shoulder. I know I've been going there for almost 10 years, but they know me by voice on the phone, even all sicked up. They were asking me to bring in photos from the Bridal Shower O' Doom next time I come in. Must remember my camera for this.

Mind, I took sick Friday, began coughing and started having a wet cough Monday. I made the appointment Monday for today. In that short period of time, I have bronchitis. I could feel the rattle in my lungs this morning. I am getting way too good at diagnosing this. I have a week of sulfa drugs and a bottle of cough syrup to hopefully nip the cough before I cough my throat raw or separate cartilage.

Since we were out of all important TP, I figured I'd fill my scripts there and be able to turn my trip into just one stop. I did break down and buy both Aquafina balm and the new Carmex Cherry. I know I can never have enough balms, but this was a bit much, even for me. To be fair, though, it was $3.86 for the 4 tubes. I also got Halloween candy in case we had trick or treaters (didn't). I figure I'll bring a couple for Elliott tomorrow since Steven asked me to pick him up and take him to karate.

There's more MIL drama, but I'm not getting into that crap again. There's probably going to be father drama soon, too. I haven't heard from him in a month and I suspect he's dodging me because of the money he promised for the wedding. Last October, when we announced our engagement, he told us that he would give $1000 towards its costs. I was surprised, but pleased. Now, a year later, he still hasn't sent us a dime, gets pissy when I remind him if things that must be paid, and all out dodges me when I ask when he might have it. If he couldn't afford it, he could at least tell me, instead of lying about it. Currently, I'm wondering if he's going to find a reason not to come.

Well, there's that tangent. Recap: I have bronchitis and am going to die. Nicki-- sorry about having to cancel tonight. We shall have to reschedule.
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I'm going to bloody well drill holes on my skull to drain my sinuses. How do I manage to get sick every single Halloween? I'm so frakking cranky today it's not even funny. Steven's supposed to be bring me home some sinus stuff and I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow since I've been coughing up yellow-green crap.

As long as I am not sick this week-end or at the wedding...


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