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How can I possibly think it's unfair that tomorrow is a workday? I worked ONE DAY last week, and that was Tuesday. Five days sitting at home, and it doesn't seem to help. Of course, that's probably because a) I'm still sick and b) I had zero fun for four days, and limited fun today, so it's not like I had a little vacation or anything. M thinks I should stay home another day, but I think I'll most likely go to work unless something changes tomorrow morning. Just to, you know, do something different. My cough is truly horrible, though.. I'll drive my co-workers crazy.
Anyway, I have felt almost human today, and even started doing laundry to celebrate, and cooked dinner (although I let M go do the grocery shopping without me.) We slept late, and have spent many hours totally kicking butt in The Battle for Middle-Earth. Nothing much else is new.
I wanted to post last night.. I sat and stared at a blank screen for several minutes before giving up and going to bed. I fell asleep on the couch (again) and that removed most of my brain cells for writing. I was grumpy most of yesterday because I had really expected to feel quite a bit better than I ended up feeling. I just realized that I took four naps yesterday, which I guess is a pretty good indication that I wasn't feeling quite alright. My mom always said that you could tell when I was sick because it was the only time I ever took a nap.
This is dull. I just don't have anything else to say. Right now I'm worried about all the chest pain I'm having. It started as sharp, shooting, stabbing pains from the middle of my chest to the right side of the center of my back while I was cooking. When I'm sitting, it's just a dull ache, but if I move around, the stabbing pain comes back. It hurts like a muscle, kinda, and doesn't particularly hurt more if I cough or if I breathe deeply.. I was kind of afraid I did something grevious to a lung at first, but it doesn't seem to be anything all that serious. I'm guessing that it IS from all the coughing (seriously, I have a horrible cough.) though. It hurts and I don't like it one bit.
Anyway, M and I are going to play more games before heading off to bed. I guess I should go move the laundry over to the dryer. Blah. Nightie night, lovely people.
Anyway, I have felt almost human today, and even started doing laundry to celebrate, and cooked dinner (although I let M go do the grocery shopping without me.) We slept late, and have spent many hours totally kicking butt in The Battle for Middle-Earth. Nothing much else is new.
I wanted to post last night.. I sat and stared at a blank screen for several minutes before giving up and going to bed. I fell asleep on the couch (again) and that removed most of my brain cells for writing. I was grumpy most of yesterday because I had really expected to feel quite a bit better than I ended up feeling. I just realized that I took four naps yesterday, which I guess is a pretty good indication that I wasn't feeling quite alright. My mom always said that you could tell when I was sick because it was the only time I ever took a nap.
This is dull. I just don't have anything else to say. Right now I'm worried about all the chest pain I'm having. It started as sharp, shooting, stabbing pains from the middle of my chest to the right side of the center of my back while I was cooking. When I'm sitting, it's just a dull ache, but if I move around, the stabbing pain comes back. It hurts like a muscle, kinda, and doesn't particularly hurt more if I cough or if I breathe deeply.. I was kind of afraid I did something grevious to a lung at first, but it doesn't seem to be anything all that serious. I'm guessing that it IS from all the coughing (seriously, I have a horrible cough.) though. It hurts and I don't like it one bit.
Anyway, M and I are going to play more games before heading off to bed. I guess I should go move the laundry over to the dryer. Blah. Nightie night, lovely people.
