I am sick. Officially. I thought I could fight it but no. It has taken me. I just took some narcotic cough syrup and will soon not be making much sense.
I’ll write more when I’m less groggy.
Oh, it was the waltz. We danced the waltz.
Nitenite.
Out like a light
Goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob.
I’m exhausted. I stayed home from work today. I feel like I’ve been put through the ringer. My entire body is achy and tired. My head has finally stopped hurting. I rarely get headaches but boy, when I do I feel like an alien baby is going to pop out of my head.
All sickness aside, I can’t get enough of Beatles Rock Band. Especially since I can play still with low energy. The singing part at least. I’m terrible at it but the machine seems to think I’m very very good. Rock Band has opened up a whole new game playing experience for me. I was once afraid of singing, drumming and advancing to Hard on guitars. But I’m slowly able to go to to there. I still drum on Easy and I still get below 75% most of the time guitaring on Hard but I the feeling of accomplishment is as great as any.
We downloaded the Abby Road songs – recently available. We played the medley which is made up of the last 9 songs on the album and is about 10 minutes long.
My favorite song to play right now: I Am The Walrus – on drums. I love the Beatles.
I cannot express how sad I am about how shitty I feel today. I feel a sickness coming on and I don’t want to believe it. My friends are coming to town next week. These are the same friends that were in town the last time when I had my hospital episode. This cannot be happening to me. I refuse.
Sickness of the year
So every year, one time a year (usually) I get sick REAL BAD. REAL BAD usually means: I’m stuck in bed for a few days, I’m so uncomfortable I lose sleep, I blow my nose a lot, I drift in and out of conciousness, I watch a lot of really bad daytime TV. After a few days of this I’m better.
This year, REAL BAD means I get admitted to the emergency room with asthmatic brochitis. What the hee-haw?! I got sick last week with a cold. I thought I was over it but the monster moved down and set up shop in my chest. Pollen was really bad last saturday which led to an asthma attack on sunday. It was frightening to not be able to breathe.
I don’t want to really be posting about this – mostly because I don’t want people to worry. The experience was scary but eye-opening. Just about a lot of things. I resolve to take better care of myself in a lot of different ways.
I’m sad because my bestestest friends were in town and had to witness all of this. It wasn’t a complete loss. We were able to have a wonderful dinner at our favorite Thai restaurant. And have some great girl time at the Seattle Premium Outlets. Still, I’m planning a do-over weekend sometime in the near future.
100.5
That was my temperature last night. My sickness from earlier this week has turned into a full blown fever. I spent the last couple of days trying to breathe. The mucus that was stuffing my nose and sinus moved down into my chest making it difficult to breathe while laying down. And how do normal people sleep? Laying down. So guess what I didn’t get to do on Thursday night. Husband and I spent all of Thursday and Friday coughing, taking unsettled half-naps, and blowing chunks of yellow snot out of our raw aching noses. Today is Saturday and the first day after the sickness hit that I feel kind of normal.
The tightness in my chest is gone and I no longer wheeze when I breathe but I’m left with this rumble of snot that I have to cough up every now and again.
I lost 2 days of my vacation here. How pissed am I allowed to be? I want to find those children and spit up this mucus on them. I know it’s not their fault. It’s difficult to be sick on the plane and hard to control. But still. I can’t help but feel angry about having to feel this rotten on vacation.
On a brighter note. Lyndon and I were able to get in a little bit of beach time this morning. After being cooped up inside for 2 days, I thought some air and sunshine would do us some good. So we went to the beach nearby and sat on the shore for about half an hour. Yay! I’m hoping for more beach time as I make my recovery. Slowly but surely! I will triumph!
Next goal: A night out with friends consisting of dinner at Proa followed by drinks at the Tree Bar.
Zoo Animals
I have the flu. I feel like complete and utter crap. It’s day 5 of the flu. I made it to work today. I felt like I was going to die. Boo-HOO. Well, enough of that. I drew some zoo animals. The sheep makes me the happiest. (click to view full size)
Ok, LOST is making me mad again. I don’t know how much longer I’ll last with this love-hate relationship. For now, I keep coming back for more. Speaking of, I just saw the teaser for Star Trek XI. Hearing Leonard Nimoy’s voice made me super happy. I love me some Spock. (Pock) I’m so excited for movies this year. More on that when I have the energy.














