35 posts tagged “sick”

I hate being sick...  I have been coughing and sneezing and wheezing for days now...  I think it was a cold plus allergies at first and that I am now just dealing with allergies...  All I know is that I am having a hard time waking up without Curves, but I have not been to Curves all week because I am afraid I will end up having to quit because of a coughing fit...  Bah...  Maybe tomorrow will be a better breathing day...  Later days...

Oh my goodness...  Yesterday, I went over to Keltia's because she was having a really rough morning and Boogie was acting 100% normal...  After lunch, though, it was my turn to suffer...  All of the sudden, I felt terrible and even started vomiting...  I puked three times by the time my MIL stopped by to bring Boogie and me home (luckily, she works just down the road from Keltia's and was nice enough to do that for us)...  In the time that Clark drove his mom back to get her car, I thought I was going to die...  I literally drank a sippy cup of Pedialyte to try and make myself better, but it didn't work too well...  Then, because I am an idiot, I actually took my Prozac last night...  The heartburn was the worst I have ever experienced, and it caused me to puke again...  This morning, Clark seemed to be ok already (he felt a little off yesterday and feared he was getting sick too), and Boogie was definitely fine again...  Since Clark was going to work, I insisted that he bring Boogie to daycare...  I got up long enough to help Boogie get dressed and eat breakfast, and then I went back to bed...  I only woke up about an hour and a half ago, and even then I still didn't get out of bed until about 20 minutes ago...  I was so dehydrated that I didn't even have to get up to pee -- and anyone who knows me knows that I pee constantly...  I'm eating a bowl of cereal, and then I am getting back into bed...  I am going to read, and I will nap if I feel so moved...  But I will not, under any circumstances, be leaving the house today...  I need to get back to work tomorrow, and there is no way in hell I will be able to do that if I get myself worn out again...  Later days...

Cha-cha-cha...   Seriously, though...  Boogie got sent home from daycare today because he had diarrhea so bad that they had to change him twice before lunchtime...  It was most likely so mess-inducing because pull-ups are not as absorbent as diapers, but still...  Poor little dude!  Saturday morning, he woke up and vomited for no apparent reason...  Since we had to travel a couple of hours away for Clark's family Christmas, I was really nervous... I spoke to a really nice pharmacist at a local pharmacy and he pointed me in the direction of something that kept Boogie puke-free all the way there...  Boogie didn't eat much on Saturday or Sunday, but we just chalked it up to his general tendency not to eat when there is too much exciting stuff going on...  Yesterday, he had like a muffin and a couple graham crackers, but he drank a lot of juice...  I was a little afraid of him drinking that much juice, so I figured his tiny bit of diarrhea this morning was just from that...  I gave him some kids' Immodium and brought him to school...  He was acting fine, so I thought he was all good... Now I feel really bad that I may have exposed other kids to some stomach bug...  I already have the day off tomorrow, since I am working this weekend, so that worked out nicely, at least...  Right now, Clark is helping me redesign the library's website (since I got rope-a-doped into that a long time ago and will likely always be on the web committee, which is at least a step up from being the so-called web person's bitch)...  So, yeah...  I should probably go actually work on it with him instead of dwelling on this crap...  (teeheehee)...  Later days...

Something I usually take for granted...  Something which has plagued me since last night...  I have had an upset tummy and some really bad heartburn -- to the extent that I actually thought I was going to vomit last night...  Which brings me to my saliva...  I hate it when you get to the point where you can no longer swallow your own saliva...  I swear, my salivary glands always kick it up a notch or two and then I have to keep spitting into the toilet, bucket, or whatever...  Today, the heartburn is still going (although it is a little better), but I feel like swallowing my own saliva is making me more nauseas...  Is that possible?!?  I guess it could always be some kind of stomach bug or something, but I am afraid it has more to do with my medication (SSRIs can cause heartburn and nausea) and lack of sleep (I always feel a little less than ok if I am overtired)...  So, let's recap...  My Prozac is supposed to make me better, but it makes me feel sick...  Because I feel sick, I can't sleep...  Because I can't sleep, I feel more sick...  Because I feel so disgustingly sick, I look like a zombie...  And this is helping me how?!?  Gah...  Hopefully I will start to feel better soon, sleep well tonight, and all the rest will start to fall back into place...  Later days...

So... I am officially the worst kitty owner ever...  Or, at least I feel that way...  Clark and I took the baby kitty to the vet, they gave us medicine, it seemed to help......... But then she started peeing and pooping on the floor all over again...  We figured she was just being a bitch (because maybe we don't give her enough attention or something), and we decided to start looking into surrendering her to a no-kill shelter that could find her a better home...  Then, this morning, she suddenly looks like she is not going to make it through the day...  She was wobbly when she walked, she could not even jump up to get on top of the radiator cover (her favorite warm place to lay down lately), and then she fell pretty hard (into a basket of Boogie's bowling pins) when she tried to get from the couch to that radiator cover (a 1 foot jump)...  I tried to call my boss to see if someone else could work for me this morning, since I am the only one in our room until 1:30pm, but she didn't answer and then didn't call back before I had to leave (if I was going to get here on time)...  I brought both of the kitties into the kitty/play room (with their food, water, and litter), and I gave my baby kitty lots of love before I left...  I picked her up and put her on the comfiest chair in the room, so maybe she will be ok until Clark gets home...  Just in case, though, I made sure to have Boogie give her hugs and kisses, and I apologized to her before I left...  The last thing I told her was that I love her, and I just hope that is enough to make up for being such an ignorant bitch the last couple of months...  Later days...

It is very weird to stay home sick from work...  I see so many things I want to get done, but I know I should be relaxing so I can actually get back to work tomorrow...  I have done a few things, but I am proud of myself for not going completely OCD on the house...  The other REALLY strange thing (for those of you who have ever spent time with me in "real life") is that I have not been talking all day...  Since my boys left, I have said a few words to the cats and made an extremely short phone call to Clark...  That's it!  I would love to get on the phone with Keltia or Gaia, but I know that would also be counter-productive, since my voice is starting to get a little better...  Bah!  I think I'm gonna get some lunch and read a book -- then I will try to take a nap...  I have been thinking about sleeping all morning, but I'm just "not there" yet...  Oh well...  At least I am wearing comfy clothes and relaxing a little, you know?!?  Later days...

I feel like I have an elephant sitting on my chest, a cat ripping my back apart, and I have under-eye circles that would make a raccoon proud...  (I slept maybe 3 hours total last night because I kept waking up coughing)...  I have so much to get done at work, though, that I don't think I can possibly call in...  Hell, I don't think I can call in just for the fact that I don't have much of a voice to call with, so Nice may think she just has a "creepy breather" on the line...  Bah!  I guess I can always leave early if I have to, right?!?  Later days...

So, I should technically be at a NYLA session right now, but I skipped...  This is the 2nd one I have skipped this afternoon (and only the 2nd one I have missed)...  I came back to my room after the YSS luncheon because I was really tired and starting to get a headache...  I planned on missing one session so I could take a nap...  When I woke up, nevertheless, I didn't feel much better, so I decided to finish my prep work for my table talk and not rush over to the other session...  I do my best to stick with plans I make, but I think I should probably worry about my health and well-being above all...  Bah...  It is really rainy out, by the air is dry/stale in the hotel, so my lungs are not too happy right now...  Not much I can do about it, I suppose, so complaint is the next logical step...  I am just praying it "stays in my chest" and I don't end up with a sore throat before my presentation in the morning...  That would suck!  In other sucky news, Boogie started crying pretty hard this afternoon when I was on the phone with Clark (because he misses me), and I feel really bad about that...  Not bad enough that I regret coming to this awesome conference, but bad enough that I wish I could do something to make him feel better...  Again, though, there's not really anything I can do about it...  I think I better head over to the annual meeting so I at least don't skip out on that (or the inaugural dinner afterward!)...  And on the way, I think I will be dropping a lot of stuff at my car...  It's hard to believe how much stuff piles up when you come to a conference like this, but it certainly does...  Later days...

I don't know if there are many (normal) things in this world worse than seeing your child sick and not being able to make them better immediately...  Forget about the fact that I am tired from being up multiple times in the middle of the night for the last few nights; I have a broken heart from listening to Boogie cough non-stop from 3-4(ish) this morning...  Poor kiddo!  I sure hope the cough syrup does its job soon...  I would hate for him to miss his first ever field trip (to the apple orchard) on Tuesday...  OK -- my 10 minute break is over...  Back to work...  Later days...

After the fasting yesterday, it was hard to get my belly back on the right track...  I didn't want to over-eat and end up in a food coma, neither did I want to eat too little and keep my tummy empty...  Apparently, I did not get the mix right -- though I am unsure whether that was even possible after 14 hours without food, since I don't ever really skip meals/snacks...  And right there with me, on this yucky tummy bandwagon, is Baby Cat...  She screamed soup in two separate places in the spare room...  (I just learned that euphemism from an awesome audiobook I'm listening to...  Isn't it funny?!?)  She also pooped on the freakin carpet, but it was right behind a puke splatter, so I am just going to assume she lost control when she was puking and not get angry with her...  Bah...  I hate feeling yucky; I hate it when one of my babies (human or cat) is feeling yucky; and I certainly hate cleaning up after a mess that one of my babies makes as a consequence of feeling yucky...  Please tell me that work will be okay and that I will not have to wait until my date with Clark for things to improve!  Later days...