Bird Flu?
Okay, maybe what I had this week wasn't that bad, but I think if you would have asked me on Tuesday I would have disagreed. It started on Monday afternoon. First I had a sore throat, so I went and took some cold medicine from the break room. Not long after that I started to feel a little nautious, which I attributed to having taken said medicine on a completely empty stomach. I could smell people's lunch and it was more than I could bear. Rather than start the stomach purging process at work, I decided to depart gracefully and went home. And then for the next twelve hours or so kept it up. Of course, I hadn't had anything to eat in a long time... so that just made things worse. I spiked a lowish fever (around 101), could only sleep for an hour at a time, and had a headache that was horrible...and of course no Tylenol in the house.
After about 24 hours of this headache, I was desperate. But, I couldn't fathom the idea of going next door to Safeway. With limited options, I called Judy who thankfully drove all the way from Sammamish and not only got me the Tylenol, but also some Jello, 7-Up, and Saltines. About 30 minutes after I took the Tylenol, my fever broke and I was drenched in sweat. But, the headache persisted and also the general icky feeling.
Yesterday was better; I could at least stay awake all day. As insult upon injury, it was a beautiful day out, so at least I got to open the sliding door and let some of the germs out of the house. I felt pretty pathetic and sorry for myself and was reminded of how much it sucks to have no one check up on me when I am sick. So, I called my mom, Keely, and Tim to bemoan my sad state last night. By this time I felt up to the challenge of going to Safeway to pick up some peppermint candies to ease my still queazy stomach. I stood in the parking lot for several seconds trying to decide if I should walk or drive. I didn't want to overdo it, but Safeway is pretty close. I ended up walking because I was wearing my glasses, which just aren't fit for driving anymore. It was a fairly warm night, so it wasn't bad.
I am to the point now where food sounds good in theory - I saw a KFC commercial last night and the mashed potatoes looked sooo good, - but yesterday when I tried to eat soup, I couldn't eat more than four bites. So, I'm subsisting on Saltines. Oh, and some toast, because I have white bread in the house for the first time in years, from the French toast from Easter brunch with a friend.
Someone asked me to babysit tonight and like an idiot I agreed, but thankfully they've cancelled. I don't think I am up to chasing kids around yet.
Nikki on 04.20.06 @ 12:12 PM PST [
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