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I'm Still Under Warranty, Right?
May. 13th, 2010 03:08 pmThe last two weeks have sucked big time in the health department. Two weekends ago I was uber productive with the yard work, planting flowers, yanking out a yucca, pruning, all that shit. Couple days later a muscle in my back goes ape-shit and I spend two days at home, mostly flat on my back, dealing with spasms.
Fast forward to Monday morning this week where the back is sore but no longer trying to kill me (back spasm + driving = bad idea). Instead I wake up with a sore throat. Uh Oh. Yes, the pollen count is currently through the roof so it is possible the sore throat is just due to being unable to breathe and sleeping with my mouth open. But 9 times out of 10 it is the harbinger of doom, telling me to prepare for a week of hell as a head cold/sinus infection is headed my way. By noon on Tuesday I was running a low fever of 99.6 F and feeling pretty crappy. By Wednesday morning the fever had broken - and so had the dam in my head that was holding back all the snot.
Oh, god, the snot.
In the last two days I have produced more mucus than should ever come from a single human being.
I am back at work today, amusing my co-workers with my croaky voice and going through a metric ton of tissues. Thank goodness for cold medicine as I doubt I'd be functional without it. Although "functional" is probably a relative term right now. All in all I feel like the last two weeks have been a complete washout as far as my life is concerned. I've missed some work so I'm trying to catch up there. The yard work and gardens are behind as well. I may be dumb some days but I'm not stupid enough to deal with bags of mulch when I have a pulled muscle in my back. And until this head cold thingy passes the only non-work engagement I have is with either my couch or my bed.
Right now, if I were a car I'd be a lemon.
Fast forward to Monday morning this week where the back is sore but no longer trying to kill me (back spasm + driving = bad idea). Instead I wake up with a sore throat. Uh Oh. Yes, the pollen count is currently through the roof so it is possible the sore throat is just due to being unable to breathe and sleeping with my mouth open. But 9 times out of 10 it is the harbinger of doom, telling me to prepare for a week of hell as a head cold/sinus infection is headed my way. By noon on Tuesday I was running a low fever of 99.6 F and feeling pretty crappy. By Wednesday morning the fever had broken - and so had the dam in my head that was holding back all the snot.
Oh, god, the snot.
In the last two days I have produced more mucus than should ever come from a single human being.
I am back at work today, amusing my co-workers with my croaky voice and going through a metric ton of tissues. Thank goodness for cold medicine as I doubt I'd be functional without it. Although "functional" is probably a relative term right now. All in all I feel like the last two weeks have been a complete washout as far as my life is concerned. I've missed some work so I'm trying to catch up there. The yard work and gardens are behind as well. I may be dumb some days but I'm not stupid enough to deal with bags of mulch when I have a pulled muscle in my back. And until this head cold thingy passes the only non-work engagement I have is with either my couch or my bed.
Right now, if I were a car I'd be a lemon.
