wherein Liz has a cruddy day

[edenfalling]

Things of note:

1. Tuesday March 4th was my sister's birthday. Enjoy being 29, Vicky! :-)

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2. I am still depressed and still have the cold from hell.

I woke up Tuesday morning and felt like I'd been run over by a truck. I got up, laid out my clothes, and brushed my teeth -- on the assumption that I would feel marginally more human as I got moving -- but I just felt worse and worse, like someone was swinging a giant bag of sand into my face repeatedly. So I called the smoke shop and asked if I could come in a few hours late, was duly granted permission to turn up around 1-1:30pm instead of 11am, and collapsed back into bed for two hours, after which I was able to drag myself through the day.

Upon arriving home, I took medicine and a shower, and -- after two phone calls, one to Vicky and one to my parents (to say happy birthday and assure them I wasn't dead or suicidal, respectively) -- collapsed into bed once again and slept until shortly after midnight.

I have since eaten some bread and honey, and will be returning to bed for a third time quite soon, because I cannot miss work on Wednesday. With Puppydog off the schedule and Hipster Girl fired, Boss Lady and I are the only people who can work closing shifts and she's in Syracuse until Thursday.

Also, there is stupid construction/renovation stuff going on at the smoke shop, which I should make a coherent post about some other day when I am not exhausted, ill, and high on cold medicine. But yeah.

In summary, ugh.

Comments

[heliopausa]

I'm very sorry you're having such a bad time. :(

(Could the shop just close for the day?)

[edenfalling]

Thank you. I am feeling much less awful today. :-)

We could technically close early if there is nobody available to work a normal closing shift -- for example, if I were in the hospital and Boss Lady were on vacation, or vice versa -- but that is to be avoided if at all possible, both because it looks really unprofessional to customers and because it would piss off Mr. Speakerphone (our owner). Hopefully we will get some new hires fairly soon and get them trained up as openers and closers, at which point we'll once again have enough flexibility that crunches like this will only arise in true emergencies.

[branchandroot]

*pets you and thinks good hot-broth-no-sickness thoughts for you*

[edenfalling]

Thank you. I am feeling much less awful today, and have cautious hopes about tomorrow. :-)

[rthstewart]

I am sorry you are ill and down and I do hope things turn around soon because you are an awesome person who deserves to have awesome things happen to her and you grace us with many wonderful things.

[edenfalling]

Thank you. Alas, there isn't much one can do with a cold except wait it out. *sigh* But I think the depression is lifting. I have been feeling less brain sludgy between bouts of physical illness these past couple days, which is a good sign. *is cautiously hopeful*

[annearchy.livejournal.com]

Feel better soon :)

[edenfalling]

Today has been significantly less awful, and I have cautious hopes that tomorrow will be better yet. :-)