Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Sick of being sick

I thought I would be feeling better by now, but no such luck. There are points in the day where I feel almost human under the full bliss of the cold medication, and then soon after I start hacking and coughing so much that I end up pulling bronchial matter off my teeth.

I'm so tired of this.

I'm sure I've prolonged things by trying to work this week, which I should not have done. I know that now. If I'm not feeling better in the morning I won't make that mistake again. I spent part of my evening getting a stern lecture about how poor of a job I am doing taking care of myself from the nurse in the family. Maybe my post on Friday seeking a nurse is backfiring on me. Be careful what you wish for, indeed. That wasn't in the script.

Thanksgiving dinner is beginning to look like it will consist of a bowl of soup and a glass of orange juice with a side order of DayQuil.

Oh crap, I just re-read my Friday post and I used the side order of cold medication line there. God, I'm repeating myself. I blame fever.

1 comment:

Gene said...

You're doing beautifully. Just the right amount of high dudgeon when an obstacle arises...just the right amount of pathos...very cuddlyish puppiness with big brown eyes begging at the table...excellent...you'll love these posts in 20 years, it's excellent writing!

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