Grah.

So yesterday, thinking I was mostly over the nasty little cold that bit me on Saturday, I decided it'd be okay if I traipsed around in the freezing-ass cold for an hour or two. And so I wandered around the Village and bought chocolate and roses and brie and french bread, because I'm all sentimental like that, and christ, we've gone five and a half years now without killing each other, and if that doesn't deserve celebration then I don't know what DOES.

... And then I promptly collapsed into a snuffly sore-throated mess upon returning home, and found myself utterly unable to enjoy any of it. Couldn't taste the brie, didn't want to waste the chocolate, and it's hard to appreciate roses when they're out in the living room and I'm in the bedroom huddled up under the covers sneezing my ass off.

Someday, I will grow up and obtain some common sense. And maybe learn to wear a goddamn hat in the winter.

Also? My blood pressure meds are evidently responsible for both my chronic nightmares and my worse-than-normal depression this winter. Oh, and I'm not supposed to be taking that particular sort of medication, seeing as how y'know, I'm prone to chronic depression. Not to mention that my blood pressure is perfectly normal when I'm NOT AT THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE.

Bah. Cranky now. I need to find a new doctor, and stop being stupid. Possibly not in that order, though.

Tags: health, whinging

Ugh. Sick again. I suppose it's not too bad, because it's only a cold and it's been about a month since I was last sick, but christ, what do I have to do to stop this? This is now either the fourth or fifth noticible illness since October, and I'm getting damn tired of it.

Tags: health, whinging
current mood: : disgruntled

I'm having a lousy day. (Don't ask. I don't want to talk about it.) And I'm cranky and uninspired. I'm about to go eat something and then run through a bit of yoga, in hopes of improving my mood and/or the ache in my right shoulder, but if you'd like to help cheer me up, I'd welcome comments on any of the following subjects:

-- Tell me about something good.

-- Suggest a word or a sentence to use in naming a piece of jewelry.

-- Post adorable kitty pictures.

-- Send me a link to something funny.

Tags: bah., request, whinging, work

Today has been one very long and annoying exercise in frustration. I'm off to soak in the tub and ignore reality for a while.

About the only thing I've managed to successfully do today is get the Uncharted Oceans earrings onto my website. See? Nifty!

Tags: jewelry, whinging, work

Given how ridiculously long my recovery has been, and the fact that I'm still not capable of my normal level of activity, we're starting to suspect that I actually had the flu last month and not a cold as I previously assumed. (The strep we know for sure, since my doctor did a culture and it came back positive. The illness in question whacked me the following week, and I haven't been right since.) I looked up the symptoms, and retrospectively, it does sound more like the flu than anything else -- aches, fever, fatigue, cough, the whole nine yards. And I can't shake the fatigue or the cough.

Gah. Tired of dealing with this. Tired, period.

Tags: sick, whinging

Oh, bloody hell. I'm still sick, and it would now appear that the secondary infections are starting to set in. Hello, sinus pain. Hello, racking cough. Welcome back, fever. No, I didn't really need to be able to breathe, or work, or go outside, and it's not as if I'd want to be enjoying the last few days of fall, thankseversomuch.

If I'm not better in a day or so, it's back to the doctor I go, even though I don't even want to contemplate what a second round of antibiotics will do to me.

Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

Tags: sick, whinging

Oh, bloody hell. I'm sick.

This happens every time someone from Florida comes to visit. I'm seriously wondering if there was something in the air down there that makes me sick, because I was constantly sick when I lived there. Since I moved to New York? Three or four times a year, max.

At least I'm on vacation, so I don't have to use up either of my remaining sick days. Granted, this is not at all what I had in mind for my vacation, but I'm not so sick that I can't sit up in bed and read, and I think I'll still be able to make my writing date with Keth and Tim tonight (luckily, it's a virtual date) so it's not the end of the world. I'm just grumpy. And dizzy and sniffly and feverish and queasy and panicky.

Tags: angst and woe, health, whinging
current mood: : sick