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Thirsty spring
Apr. 17th, 2005 10:57 pmHome again, home again, jiggedy-jig. You know what, I can't even remember at the moment what that's from. I'm sure someone with kids, or a better memory than mine, can tell me, but I haven't the faintest idea right now. Oh, well. It's been a long day, with lots of longness and length to it. I think the problem was more than I have felt pretty crummy all day.. medicine-related, I think. I've been dull and tired and distant.. I'm still having trouble with my ears, too, from the ear infection.. my hearing is still a little gone, so it's easy to get lost in my own little world and not really pay attention to what's going on. M might say that this is nothing unusual anyway.
At the moment, I'm feeling better than I did earlier today, although I feel like I am going to float away. It is just simply unbelievable how much water I am drinking right now. It's so clearly about a side-effect of the drugs, and so it's not a huge problem for me right now--I don't think we could afford to keep me in water in the long-term, but it'll be fine for a few days--but it's just so weird. It's not even one of the most common side-effects, increased thirst, but I sure have it. Today, I ate much more than I've been eating, too, but I kind of felt like I needed to in order to balance out the freaking water. I can't exactly remember my bottle count for the day, but I think it's seven.. making it 118 ounces (3.5 L. That's basically twice of what the insane recommended amount is (64 oz, I think) that they always talk about-plus a can of Pepsi. My stomach hurts by now, but there is this horrible dry burning in my throat anyway, demanding to be fed. Oi.
I guess there's nothing much else going on of note. M left early with my dad to come do some work at my Mamaw and Papaw's house, and Mom and I stayed a little later than normal due to a game of Upwords gone awry. We were a little late getting home, which pretty much sucks because poor M didn't have yesterday off, and was busy all day today, so he didn't get much of a holiday from work. I picked up a stack of pamphlets at the rest area on the way home (yeah, so I had to stop to pee, so what? You think you wouldn't be running to the bathroom all the time if you were drinking a gallon of water per day?) and spoke of taking a little weekend trip soon. I don't know why I bothered picking this pamphlets up, when I have a perfectly good internet at my disposal, but there's just something about glossy photos that makes me happy.
Besides that, it's spring time now, and M and I decided that we would try to be a little more touristy when the weather got nicer, since we happen to live in a place now where we haven't done all the tourist stuff already. I used to get so aggravated with him because I would hear him telling his family that there isn't all that much to do around here, and then he would back that up by saying that we spent his last visit mainly just hanging around the house. It took me a while to figure out what I found so objectionable about it, but then I realized that we spent a lot of time just hanging around during his last visit because he had already been here for five weeks, total, by that point, and we had done quite a lot of Things.. all of which I had come up with all on my own. But there's plenty of things to do around here that we haven't done, and if nothing else, it would be nice to know what's worth the trip in case someone ever comes over to visit us. So, no idea if there will actually be an upcoming weekend trip in our future, but it sounds like fun. I've been meaning to take him to Mammoth Caves, for one thing, since the very first time he was here. It's the longest known cave system in the world, with more than 360 miles of explored cave passageways. Yes, I took that directly from the back of the pamphlet. I went with my parents once in high school.. we had a really nice time. Except I had fudge that was bad. Oh, dear. I shouldn't have said that. I am now dying for a batch of my aunt's peanut butter fudge. Wtih milk. I might have to try to make the darned stuff again. The kind she makes is the real candy sort, none of that cheating with marshmallows stuff. Creamy fudge, gross. Hers is kind of grainy, and that's the way it's supposed to be.
Anyway, it's now time to think about going to bed. I have sleepy in me, and M has to work tomorrow, so he should get to bed, too, and if I don't nag him, he'll pretend that he forgot it was so late. He should be glad he's married so he has someone to take care of him...
At the moment, I'm feeling better than I did earlier today, although I feel like I am going to float away. It is just simply unbelievable how much water I am drinking right now. It's so clearly about a side-effect of the drugs, and so it's not a huge problem for me right now--I don't think we could afford to keep me in water in the long-term, but it'll be fine for a few days--but it's just so weird. It's not even one of the most common side-effects, increased thirst, but I sure have it. Today, I ate much more than I've been eating, too, but I kind of felt like I needed to in order to balance out the freaking water. I can't exactly remember my bottle count for the day, but I think it's seven.. making it 118 ounces (3.5 L. That's basically twice of what the insane recommended amount is (64 oz, I think) that they always talk about-plus a can of Pepsi. My stomach hurts by now, but there is this horrible dry burning in my throat anyway, demanding to be fed. Oi.
I guess there's nothing much else going on of note. M left early with my dad to come do some work at my Mamaw and Papaw's house, and Mom and I stayed a little later than normal due to a game of Upwords gone awry. We were a little late getting home, which pretty much sucks because poor M didn't have yesterday off, and was busy all day today, so he didn't get much of a holiday from work. I picked up a stack of pamphlets at the rest area on the way home (yeah, so I had to stop to pee, so what? You think you wouldn't be running to the bathroom all the time if you were drinking a gallon of water per day?) and spoke of taking a little weekend trip soon. I don't know why I bothered picking this pamphlets up, when I have a perfectly good internet at my disposal, but there's just something about glossy photos that makes me happy.
Besides that, it's spring time now, and M and I decided that we would try to be a little more touristy when the weather got nicer, since we happen to live in a place now where we haven't done all the tourist stuff already. I used to get so aggravated with him because I would hear him telling his family that there isn't all that much to do around here, and then he would back that up by saying that we spent his last visit mainly just hanging around the house. It took me a while to figure out what I found so objectionable about it, but then I realized that we spent a lot of time just hanging around during his last visit because he had already been here for five weeks, total, by that point, and we had done quite a lot of Things.. all of which I had come up with all on my own. But there's plenty of things to do around here that we haven't done, and if nothing else, it would be nice to know what's worth the trip in case someone ever comes over to visit us. So, no idea if there will actually be an upcoming weekend trip in our future, but it sounds like fun. I've been meaning to take him to Mammoth Caves, for one thing, since the very first time he was here. It's the longest known cave system in the world, with more than 360 miles of explored cave passageways. Yes, I took that directly from the back of the pamphlet. I went with my parents once in high school.. we had a really nice time. Except I had fudge that was bad. Oh, dear. I shouldn't have said that. I am now dying for a batch of my aunt's peanut butter fudge. Wtih milk. I might have to try to make the darned stuff again. The kind she makes is the real candy sort, none of that cheating with marshmallows stuff. Creamy fudge, gross. Hers is kind of grainy, and that's the way it's supposed to be.
Anyway, it's now time to think about going to bed. I have sleepy in me, and M has to work tomorrow, so he should get to bed, too, and if I don't nag him, he'll pretend that he forgot it was so late. He should be glad he's married so he has someone to take care of him...
