Voices In My Head

Well, the Christmas holiday season here in the US is over.  Now we are in the week of Manic Shopping the precedes everyone's favorite drinking holiday known as New Year's Eve. 

OK, maybe not everyone gets drunk on December 31st but I know a lot of people that do (I am not one of them, thank you). 

For Christmas this year I did...absolutely nothing.  No travel.  No gift giving except for the care package from Mom & Dad (Thanks again!), no cooking.  I thought about going to the movies but that's as far as I got, just thinking about it.  I did leave the house for about ten minutes - that's how long it took to go pick up the Chinese food I had for dinner.  I went with the tradition of doing nothing partly because I don't celebrate Christmas as a religious holiday and no one in my immediate family really celebrates it as a consumer or gift giving holiday anymore either.  Plus I've been a bit under the weather so I was far more interested in sleeping than celebrating.  

Yes, I'm sick again.  I swear we've been passing the plague back and forth here in the office since I got back in November.  I went to the clinic Friday before the long holiday weekend.  Massive sinus headache, lots of pressure, ears hurt, etc.  Dude would not give me an antibiotic because he thought it was either allergies or viral.  So I got flonase and told to take it and allegra, get lots of sleep, then come back today.  

So today I marched my not so little butt back in to the clinic at 8:40 and saw a different doctor.  (I like the clinic, really I do.  It is great having a free clinic here in the building for employees.  But it does get old having to go over and over the same shit with a different doctor each time).  She decided that while it may be viral she thought it was likely more than allergies.  So I'm still on the flonase, now twice a day, still taking allegra, still doing mucinex, and she threw in a Z-Pack (azithromycin) for good measure, just in case its bacterial.  She was a little reluctant on the antibiotic since I don't tolerate them well - the one I was on in November made me queasy and killed my appetite.  But I seem to do OK on Z-Pack and my left cheek is still sore to the touch, indicating something is going on in that sinus cavity.

Now all I want to do is go back to bed.  I don't feel horrible, just not great.  And man, the fatigue!  You'd think I hadn't slept in a week over here.  Seriously, if I could just get comfy I'd be asleep at my desk.  

And that's the story with me.  Hopefully I'll start feeling better as the week progresses.  There's leftover chinese food for dinner as well as leftover homemade pizza (pepperoni, prosciutto and mushroom - yum!).  And there's a really good book waiting for me at home.  I'm reading Imhotep by Jerry Dubs, a self-published ebook I got on the Kindle.  I am really liking it.  I was a little nervous about it being self-published, and it is a tad overwritten but not terribly so, and it really is a good story.  So yay for Mr. Dubs.  I'm about half way through and can't wait to read the rest.  

Now I should get back to work.  Got to earn my keep, yo!      

I'm still sick.  Or something.  Its not a full blown knock me on my ass cold.  Just enough snot to be annoying.  Which means it could be allergies rather than a cold but either way I'm pretty much sick of being sick.  Luckily this is turkey week so I get a four day weekend.  There will be cooking and reading and watching movies and probably some raking of leaves.  But mostly there will be SLEEPING!  How sad is it that I'm looking forward to being able to sleep until noon?

The crock pot from the parents was finally broken in this past weekend (I've only had the thing for like four months).  I made cranberry apple chicken with brown rice and it was good.  Leftovers for lunch today.  Yum.  The true test of my slow cooker abilities with be Thursday when I do a 3lb turkey breast with cranberry-orange sauce (can you tell I have more cranberries to use up?).  I have to stop by the store on the way home tonight to get asparagus and something for dessert.  Not sure what but a sugar cream pie is sounding awfully good right now.  

I watched Perfume: The Story Of A Murder the other night and after several days of thinking about it I've decided that I didn't really like it.  It is a long ass movie for one thing and it moves really slow.  There was about 20 to 30 minutes that I liked but the rest?  Not so much.  And the last twenty minutes had me going WTF?  I've heard from my sis that the book is much better - let's hope so cause the movie kind of sucked. 

Duty calls.  Catch you on the flip side, baby.