16 posts tagged “sick”

My throat is on fire, my nose is stuffy and my head is achy. 
I think I'm getting sick.

I didn't know one could get a cold in the summer.  I always thought that was a winter thing. 

Horribly Hideous:

Irregular Periods:  I'm about 12 days late.  Last time I was 12 days late, I didn't worry about it but it was also over a year ago and I wasn't having the amount of sex that I'm having now.  I've had irregular periods my entire life... my uterus hates me.
Illnesses: I've been sick for the past week basically.  Nothing to bad, just a cold.  At one point it was a pretty bad cold, complete with low grade fever, chills and everything.  Nothing I can't handle.  I credit my mom for forcing me to go to school even when I felt like poo-on-toast for my ability to now put up with the worst colds.  My boss on the other hand doesn't like me coughing all over everything and has sent me home early a few times.  Which is cutting into my hours.  Yuck.
Cheesy 80's songs stuck in my head.


Heavenly Happiness:

Clean Sheets:  I FUCKING LOVE sleeping on a clean, fresh made bed.  It's like heaven. 
Failing pregnancy tests:  'Nuff Said.  (Just incase.)
Completing To Do Lists:  We have a white board in our kitchen and at some point I decided to start putting my To Do list on it.  (At least all the kid appropriate things... though on several occasions I've wanted to write the Terrorist's name on it.)  Since I've been using this board... I seem to get so much shit done.  Like last night, I wrote my dad a 4 page letter without thinking about it.  (I'm probably just being really motivated lately and using the board as an excuse why... but really who cares as long as I'm getting the shit done!)
Plug-in Sex Toys:  Okay, to be honest I'm actually kind of scared by this one.  The magic wand came via Ups yesterday but by the time it came I had already "enjoyed myself" and it was getting on in the day so I didn't test it out aside from a quick plug in/turn on to check out just how strong this suckah is.  It's fucking strong.  The T did the same thing when he got home from work, then informed me that he's going to tie me up and use it on me. :-)  Wonder how much it costs to soundproof a room?
New Books: I ran to Powell's yesterday to get some new books and they were having a sale.  I can't say no to a sale.  I spent a bit more than intended but I'll be good in the book department for awhile...   
This is what I got...

Hump: True Tales of Sex After Kids

Who's Been Sleeping in Your Head: The Secret World of Sexual Fantasies

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The Bitch in the House: 26 Women Tell the Truth About Sex, Solitude, Work, Motherhood, and Marriage

Running with Scissors: A Memoir

Best Hikes with Kids: Oregon

Ugh.
I woke up with that song in my head.  At 530a. 
Now I can't get it out. 

I've been sick the past couple of days and I think I was running a mild fever.  I think that fever broke this morning around 530a.  I woke up and immediately sat up (like they do on movies) then got out of bed, took out my contacts, went pee, tried to go back to sleep and realized that that wasn't going to happen and I was probably just keeping the T awake by coughing and blowing my nose all the time.  So I got out of bed again, took a shower, and here I am.  I'm totally ready to go back to bed, too!  But little T needs to get on the bus in an hour so I figured I'll just wait for that then I'll crawl back in bed and take a nap.

Actually...
Fuck that.
I can get a good 30-40 mins before the T's alarm clock goes off.
I'm going to bed.

Two days ago I picked up Little T at school.  He comes out the door of his class room followed by his teacher.  Immediately I hear that his voice is rough and scratchy.  His teacher told me that he had some tea because of his voice and the fact that he's been coughing a lot.  Then she added in that if tomorrow he still feels bad maybe we should send him to Grandma's or something.  I didn't think to much of it, got in the car and then I started getting irritated. 

Who the fuck does she think she is?  Is she insinuating that we'd send the kid to school if he was sick?  And it's not that easy to just "send him to grandma's!"

Little T wasn't even actually sick.  He was coughing, yes; and had a sore-ish throat but aside from that he felt fine (according to him.)  Apparently Ms. D basically said the same thing to Little T and throughout the evening he started to feel worse, or so he said.  Little T is VERY psychosomatic when it comes to illnesses.  If someone suggests that he's getting sick, he convinces himself it's true (to the point of vomiting at times). 

A few weeks ago the school sent home a paper saying how it's cold and flu season and how everyone needs to focus on washing hands and what not.  The night it came home, Little T's homework was to read it over with his parents  so that everyone would be informed about how crappy these germs are.  It said something that if the Child was throwing up, had the poops or a fever over... 100 or something like that, then to please keep him/her out of school until 2 days after the symptoms went away.  Fine, will do.  Not a problem.  Little T didn't have any of the things on this list... so WHY was his fucking Teacher telling us to keep him home?!?!  It's not her call!!  I can understand if she was concerned that excessive coughing my disturb the other students but she should have called/emailed us and not told the kid anything.

This is why kids today are such pussies.  (That makes me sound old doesn't it?)

Anyway, because of all of this Big T took the day off to stay home with a pseudo sick kid yesterday.  Apparently the Kid was sicker than we thought, he didn't put up a fight when he was told he had to stay in bed all day, actually took a nap, stayed in bed for his mom's visit and had a bitch of a sore throat.  He's home today, too.  He feels fine.  No sore throat, no yucky sick feeling.  Big T is worried that his cough is too intense though.  Which I can't say I agree.  Big T is the boss though, so if he say's no school, than no school it is.  I feel a bit bad for the kid though.  I know he's completely bored out of his skull.  He's not complaining too much though.  And I'm sure he'll never fake being sick again.

but I think I'm getting sick.

I have that yucky brain scrambled, head full, body achy, exhausted feeling.

Today started off good.  I awoke to morning sex.  Yay morning sex.  And that set the general tone for the day, I got to work early (to let Cute Girl go home early because she's covered for me a few days when I was late this week.)  Started rocking out and getting shit done, had to be a bit of bitch to the 19 year old supervisor then she was a bit butt hurt about it but now we're both over it.  It's been pretty steady, which is good.  Tips have been pretty good too.

Now I just feel crappy. 

That's crap.

Now I'm gonna go read post secret and then go back to work.

Okay so not really but that didn't stop me from calling out tonight.

I feel kind of bad though, because though I'm not really sick enough to stay home from work I'm also not exactly feeling able to go to work.  It's a Catch-22 I tell you. 

I figure a "mental health" day was in order.  So, that's what I'm taking.

Woke up at 11a.  And aside from going pee, I haven't moved my ass from this spot all day. 

It's fucking cold out and I don't like that.  It's June 10th!  Where the fuck is the sun!?!?!  It doesn't need to be skin melting hot, just warm enough so I can wear a t-shirt... INSIDE!  Maybe warm enough so I can lay out on occasion.   I really don't think that's too much to ask...

I should go and be productive.  I need to run a bunch of errands....

To-do List Time...

1. Check PO Box
2. Deposit Check
3. Mail Cards
4. Oil Shoes
5. Put laundry away.
6. Eat Ice Cream.

I think that's it.  At least for things I need to accomplish today.  I kind of want to watch this movie that Lesley got.  It's called the Piano Teacher.  It's some french flick that's supposed to be wonderfully fucked up.  I just watched a German one which was pretty damn good and I also learned that German and English are more alike than I thought they were... And people say you don't learn shit sitting around and watching movies all day!

1.2.3....GO!  I'm to attempt productivity.

I woke up this morning around 6am feeling completely shitty. 

Puked.  Then felt worse.

Puked again, felt better.

Went to bed... now I'm slightly nauseated but mostly hungry.

What the fuck is up with that?  I hope I'm not getting a stomach bug.

I think I need to go be productive.  I need to get some food here and clean a bit. 

No one is home.  That's weird.  Generally someone is always here.  I feel like running around naked or something.  But I wont.  Chris is gonna be here soon.  I really wanna go lay out.  Just hang out outside and soak up some sun... but the Skinhead is outside and I don't feel like making conversation and the fact that it's 56 degress out is a slight deterrant as well. 

I think I should just be productive inside...

Today has sucked.

I haven't even gotten to work yet.
This should be my cue to call out sick, crawl back in bed and sleep the pain away*.
Ugh.

*Okay so it's not as bad as that sounds but I love peaches and I wanted to quote her but because I can't fuck the pain away... wait a minute... why can't I?  That's what I want to do!!  Oh yeah... I have a job (That sucks) so there will be no fucking or sleeping of any day away for me.  That sucks.

I love you.

You didn't know that I've had a not very good day.
You didn't know that I've been on the verge of vomiting all day.
You didn't know that before you got there I was very close to freaking out because my roommate wouldn't answer her phone and I didn't know who else to call.

You did know that it was pouring out, I locked myself out of my car and you had a pair of vice grips to get my plate off so I could get to my spare key.

You were the only one who stopped to help me.

Thank you!
You kept my day from crossing over into a shitty day.

I wish I could say that I'm handling this early morning thing well.
But I'm not, at all.
So much so that my brain is having a hard time attempting to form sentences right now.
It's a very yucky feeling.

I think I'm going to give myself an hour.
After an hour if I don;t feel more awake and alert, I'm going to strip naked and go jump in my neighbors koi pond.  That should help clear my head. 
Though it might not do much for my abrasive disposition.
Oh well, I don't think there are actual fish in there.

The Job.
Isn't bad.  Nothing like pulling espresso shots for 8 hours a day.  (Not that I would know because the most I've done it is 4 hours a day.)
My manager likes me.  I don't know what her normal caliber of employee is but they must tend to suck cause she seems really impressed with me.  Tomorrow I might be on the register.  Oooooh the register.  There's some exciting stuff. 

The Tips.
Not great.  But not bad.  I made around $10-$13 for 4 hours today.  Which isn't nearly as good as I'd make if I were serving but it's also better than nothing.  They have a weird way of doing tips but it seems to work for them and I get to leave with them daily so I wont complain.  The really odd bit is that instead of cashing there change out they just split the coins.  Which means the past two days I've gone home with $6-8 (or so) in change.

I haven't seen the Terrorist in a while, which kind of sucks.  I need my daily dose of terror.  (Okay that  was a pretty bad joke but at least I'm waking up enough to attempt humor.)  I hadn't heard from him for a few days.  Which is fairly unlike him to not alt least return a text, so I called to see if he was dead.  (I thought he was either dead or avoiding me.)  Apparently it was neither (phew, though I've heard some say the only good terrorist is a dead one, I just don't agree) he's been sick (yuck).  That made me feel bad because I called him VERY early yesterday morning kind of secretly hoping hi might wake up just a bit so he could let me in and I could crawl in bed with him and nap there.

I miss Lesley.
I know that's kind of an odd statement considering about 12 hours ago I was ready to smash her face through a window then cut her repeatedly with broken shards of glass... but what do you want I'm a bit moody!
I haven't actually hung out with her in a long time. 
Hopefully tomorrow we'll have time to do pho.
Hopefully.

Okay, I think I"m done rambling..
Now if I can not fall back asleep things'll be good.
I got home at 9.15a  Then attempted to play online then finally started to nap around 10.30a with the intention of getting up at noon.  Didn't happen..