Talking Stockings
I have been cold medicine-free for the last 12 hours and I am feeling a little more human. I was alternating Nyquil, Robitussin, hot buttered rum, Dayquil, Sudafed, crack-cocaine, shots of brandy and Russian tea and it really made me feel weird - like a Jim Morrison "Lizard King" type of weird.
I thought everything was fine, but when the Christmas stockings started talking to me I decided enough was enough. No more cold medicine. I started detoxing myself from all of this stuff that was supposed to be making me feel "better" and I think my body is finally coming around, judging by the green, chewy leeches I am hacking out of my lungs. (Sorry, too much information.)
I still do not feel 100%, but certainly better than yesterday. My sore throat is gone, but I woke up with a pounding headache and I haven't been able to get rid of it. I'm not sure if it is my sinuses or the fact that I haven't had any coffee for the last couple of days. It's probably a combination between the two.
Either I am a total pussy at being sick or this didn't hit the rest of my family as hard as it did me. Neil had a bad cough for a couple of days, but that has cleared up. Ava has a runny nose, but she doesn't act sick. Beth also has been feeling under the weather and she has, indeed, labeled me a total pussy.
Well, that is enough for now. I am going back to work tonight. I have missed three nights in a row, which is the most consecutive shifts I've missed in 11 years. I think the worst of this crud has passed - I hope I don't spread it to anybody. We have been told not to report to work if we are sick; however, we have just a skeletal staff on weekends, plus I work charge on the weekends, so I am feeling like I need to get back to work even if I'm not feeling 100%.
So it's back to the grind. Time to brew another pot of strong coffee and watch the New Mexico Bowl.
Any day above ground is a good day.
I still do not feel 100%, but certainly better than yesterday. My sore throat is gone, but I woke up with a pounding headache and I haven't been able to get rid of it. I'm not sure if it is my sinuses or the fact that I haven't had any coffee for the last couple of days. It's probably a combination between the two.
Either I am a total pussy at being sick or this didn't hit the rest of my family as hard as it did me. Neil had a bad cough for a couple of days, but that has cleared up. Ava has a runny nose, but she doesn't act sick. Beth also has been feeling under the weather and she has, indeed, labeled me a total pussy.
Well, that is enough for now. I am going back to work tonight. I have missed three nights in a row, which is the most consecutive shifts I've missed in 11 years. I think the worst of this crud has passed - I hope I don't spread it to anybody. We have been told not to report to work if we are sick; however, we have just a skeletal staff on weekends, plus I work charge on the weekends, so I am feeling like I need to get back to work even if I'm not feeling 100%.
So it's back to the grind. Time to brew another pot of strong coffee and watch the New Mexico Bowl.
Any day above ground is a good day.
