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Mondays make me yawn.
Sep. 8th, 2003 10:08 pmI never got around to a proper post this weekend, so I thought I should do that now. (Yep. Bored at work again.) I really haven't been feeling all that well lately. I think I'm teething. (*giggle*) I am beginning to have wisdom teeth trouble again. It happens about once a year for the last few years.. it'll ache for a few days and then stop. I have been to the dentist in the last year or so, but he didn't seem to be worried about them. My mother is bothered by it. She claims two of my teeth are moving closer together and will overlap. It really doesn't bother me all that much, but I guess I didn't pay for the orthodontist.. :)
In general, I'm feeling kind of odd. This is the third time in the last few months that I've gotten half-sick. I start getting achey, my head starts feeling heavy and my throat achey and I get soo tired.. but then nothing really comes of it. It's not that I want to be sick, but I really would like to catch whatever it is and get it done with. I even had a fever last night, and I took a nap yesterday afternoon. My mom always knew when I was sick because I would fall asleep during the day--I never nap voluntarily. (I do a little bit more lately, but it's all![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
totte's fault. He just loves making me fall asleep.) Does exposure to mold make you sick, and if so, how? I know stewlis mentioned having a reaction to mold a few weeks ago, and I'd been wondering about just that thing, since I'm a little snifflier than I usually am, plus these three weird sicknesses. There's often moldy fruit that I need to work with and throw away, and last week there was a particularly bad episode--the entire bottom of a box of peaches was covered in extreme mold--couldn't even see the fruit for the long strands of fur. Just a theory. Not much to be done about it anyway.. for now, at least.
Speaking of fevers.. you know what annoys the crap out of me? I have a low body temperature. When I'm perfectly healthy, it will almost always be around 97.1 or so. This means that when my temperature is 99.2 (as it was last night), this is two degrees higher than it's supposed to be. I've yet to meet a doctor who believes me, though. I don't think my reasoning is all that far out of bounds, though. 98.6 is known as the average body temperature, so it must be an average of something, wouldn't you think? Or does it make sense that every single person in the world is sitting around with a (healthy) temperature of 98.6 all the time, since most people are just so similar in their general physical health in other ways? (Sarcasm intended.)
I digress. No one likes to hear the answer to "How are you?" so I might as well stop rambling about my assorted ailments. Oh! That reminds me. Not that this is about ailments, exactly.
Last week, M got a bit of a job switch. His friend at work (J2) quit his job due to finding a new one. J2 has/had an actual stable job in the office, at no real risk of being fired. Now M has that job, hence it seems that M will no longer be in immediate danger of being fired. (His boss did mention specifically that this job has better security than the one he had before.) You might remember that we've been saying that we weren't looking to have kids until we had a stable economy. The aunts and my mom kept saying that you could never save up "enough" to have a kid.. the idea being that we might as well go ahead and get started since we'll never have what we want to feel ready. I think this reasoning is flawed on several different levels even though I do agree with the basic sentiment. I'm sure you never DO have enough, but I don't think there's anything wrong with waiting until you're reasonably sure that you're not going to be unemployed and homeless or something. Not that we really thought that was going to happen to us if he lost his job--the reason we're don't spend much is because we have a fondness for saving money and not because we can't afford it--but still.
Anyway. I mentioned this job switcharoo to my mom and aunt on Friday morning. It didn't take them an hour to put two and two together and start nagging me about babies, because hey, M has a steady job now! Troublesome side effect of the new job. M said, and I suppose he's right, that when we DO start trying, we're not going to be able to tell anyone, because they'll go crazy with the anticipation and further nagging. And no, that doesn't mean that we ARE. I'm just saying, that's all.
In general, I'm feeling kind of odd. This is the third time in the last few months that I've gotten half-sick. I start getting achey, my head starts feeling heavy and my throat achey and I get soo tired.. but then nothing really comes of it. It's not that I want to be sick, but I really would like to catch whatever it is and get it done with. I even had a fever last night, and I took a nap yesterday afternoon. My mom always knew when I was sick because I would fall asleep during the day--I never nap voluntarily. (I do a little bit more lately, but it's all
totte's fault. He just loves making me fall asleep.) Does exposure to mold make you sick, and if so, how? I know stewlis mentioned having a reaction to mold a few weeks ago, and I'd been wondering about just that thing, since I'm a little snifflier than I usually am, plus these three weird sicknesses. There's often moldy fruit that I need to work with and throw away, and last week there was a particularly bad episode--the entire bottom of a box of peaches was covered in extreme mold--couldn't even see the fruit for the long strands of fur. Just a theory. Not much to be done about it anyway.. for now, at least.Speaking of fevers.. you know what annoys the crap out of me? I have a low body temperature. When I'm perfectly healthy, it will almost always be around 97.1 or so. This means that when my temperature is 99.2 (as it was last night), this is two degrees higher than it's supposed to be. I've yet to meet a doctor who believes me, though. I don't think my reasoning is all that far out of bounds, though. 98.6 is known as the average body temperature, so it must be an average of something, wouldn't you think? Or does it make sense that every single person in the world is sitting around with a (healthy) temperature of 98.6 all the time, since most people are just so similar in their general physical health in other ways? (Sarcasm intended.)
I digress. No one likes to hear the answer to "How are you?" so I might as well stop rambling about my assorted ailments. Oh! That reminds me. Not that this is about ailments, exactly.
Last week, M got a bit of a job switch. His friend at work (J2) quit his job due to finding a new one. J2 has/had an actual stable job in the office, at no real risk of being fired. Now M has that job, hence it seems that M will no longer be in immediate danger of being fired. (His boss did mention specifically that this job has better security than the one he had before.) You might remember that we've been saying that we weren't looking to have kids until we had a stable economy. The aunts and my mom kept saying that you could never save up "enough" to have a kid.. the idea being that we might as well go ahead and get started since we'll never have what we want to feel ready. I think this reasoning is flawed on several different levels even though I do agree with the basic sentiment. I'm sure you never DO have enough, but I don't think there's anything wrong with waiting until you're reasonably sure that you're not going to be unemployed and homeless or something. Not that we really thought that was going to happen to us if he lost his job--the reason we're don't spend much is because we have a fondness for saving money and not because we can't afford it--but still.
Anyway. I mentioned this job switcharoo to my mom and aunt on Friday morning. It didn't take them an hour to put two and two together and start nagging me about babies, because hey, M has a steady job now! Troublesome side effect of the new job. M said, and I suppose he's right, that when we DO start trying, we're not going to be able to tell anyone, because they'll go crazy with the anticipation and further nagging. And no, that doesn't mean that we ARE. I'm just saying, that's all.
