wherein Liz is very tired of being ill
Mar. 4th, 2020 01:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
edenfallingI slept badly again last night, which is probably why I stayed in bed from ~7:15pm to ~10am this morning. A lot of coughing, a lot of thin, restless sleep with weird and uncomfortable dreams, and one particularly bad moment when I woke up feeling like someone was stabbing a trowel into my left ribs and realized that the position I'd wound up in (as a compromise between not murdering my back and allowing me to breathe without immediately turning my nose and throat into either an arid desert or a pipe clogged with wet concrete) had somehow squeezed and twisted an air pocket in my lung, the same way you can get a stitch in your side when running. Except all I did was sleep.
Anyway, I changed positions after that. *wry*
This morning I watered my houseplants, posted another round of Three Sentence Ficathon fills to Tumblr, and made a start at an index/table of contents for them, which will be relevant both for figuring out how to crosspost them to AO3 and for corralling them into my directory posts.
I then walked into town, deposited a check, and caught a bus out to work. I have bought the three items I forgot last night (none of which require refrigeration) and am now settling in at Not the IRS. I have one scheduled client for this evening (a potential amended return), and other than that I don't expect much excitement.
...
I really hate being sick.
I also hate that I can get this flattened by a simple cold -- and I am fairly sure it's a cold rather than the flu, both because I haven't had much by way of joint aches and because my internal temperature regulation has only been normal amounts of screwed up rather than really noticeable "YOU have a FEVER" style chills and sweats and such.
I have been particularly susceptible to upper respiratory infections all my life, and frankly, I hate it. I mean, I guess it's better than some other susceptibilities? And I don't catch every cold that goes around (at least now that I've stopped working retail; do not speak to me about my health when I was working retail), but when I get them, they're always doozies.
It's especially frustrating because I do everything right. I sleep as much as I possibly can, I drink lots of fluids and specifically fruit juice and tea with honey, I take hot showers to clear out my sinuses, etc. And I still get knocked flat.
Ugh.
Anyway, I changed positions after that. *wry*
This morning I watered my houseplants, posted another round of Three Sentence Ficathon fills to Tumblr, and made a start at an index/table of contents for them, which will be relevant both for figuring out how to crosspost them to AO3 and for corralling them into my directory posts.
I then walked into town, deposited a check, and caught a bus out to work. I have bought the three items I forgot last night (none of which require refrigeration) and am now settling in at Not the IRS. I have one scheduled client for this evening (a potential amended return), and other than that I don't expect much excitement.
...
I really hate being sick.
I also hate that I can get this flattened by a simple cold -- and I am fairly sure it's a cold rather than the flu, both because I haven't had much by way of joint aches and because my internal temperature regulation has only been normal amounts of screwed up rather than really noticeable "YOU have a FEVER" style chills and sweats and such.
I have been particularly susceptible to upper respiratory infections all my life, and frankly, I hate it. I mean, I guess it's better than some other susceptibilities? And I don't catch every cold that goes around (at least now that I've stopped working retail; do not speak to me about my health when I was working retail), but when I get them, they're always doozies.
It's especially frustrating because I do everything right. I sleep as much as I possibly can, I drink lots of fluids and specifically fruit juice and tea with honey, I take hot showers to clear out my sinuses, etc. And I still get knocked flat.
Ugh.
