Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Yeah, yeah, yeah...Whatever

Sometimes I think my life is important. Most of the time, I guess.

But today, my throat was so closed up when I woke up that funky red and yellow (blood and flem?) chunks coughed out of me onto a not-so-highly-advertised paper towel. I'm quite sure it wasn't Bounty! I can hear ringing in my ears better than actual voices, and my vertigo is so pronounced that walking is a severe trial.

I had a panic attack yesterday morning in the shower, because after having a stupendous Sunday relax-day with Lex, I woke up in the earliest hours Monday morning sweating, upon my pillow, sweet drops that could only scream, "Diabetes!" Or severe dehydration sickness. I went to work, after stilling my throbbing pulse, thinking that I had done something wrong, food wise, over the weekend. Too much milk and cake, I thought. After I'd been at work a few hours, I realized "it" moved to my sinuses, and feeling a little better about the affliction, took a "hit" of childrens "cold and cough" medicine a pediatric nurse gave me. Fine, sort-of, the rest of the day, except for being overlly cross at Mom, I went to sleep fine. Woke up with some sort of Tang VS. Punch phlem trying to strangle me. Went into work, seeminly decent enough. Then the brain pain. Can't hear much above the ringing-buzzing in my ears, can't move my head without getting naseaus (sp?), constantly chilled, and just want to keep my eyes closed. Went home early to rest... So, since I'm not the least bit tired, I'm going to teeter into bed (with Tiki, Chikita, and Griffen), and hope to kick some viral ass, in my sleep. I've set the alarm for 3:30pm, and hope to log on to work, tidy up, then go get Lex. I'm really resentfull of feeling this way the last night I have her before going to her dad's until next Sunday. At least I'll have family for Thanksgiving.


If only I could record the high pitched rining in my snot filled head right now, I would re-play it for myself when ever I was feeling sorry for myself. Cleaning the cat litter box is so much more pleasant.

2 comments:

Tonya said...

Oh man that's such a bummer. I sure hope you feel better soon.

Barb Rainey said...

I don't think I've ever know anyone who could make light of and prose with a snotty virus! YOu are an amazing girl Rachel. I'm really glad I know you.