Being sick is boring

[redbird]

I've mostly spent the past week being sick, and/or getting over being sick, depending on how one looks at it. I took two sick days (Monday and Tuesday of last week), then worked from home on Wednesday. Thursday and Friday I went to work, and grumbled about some of the details of that (it's not my boss's fault, but we are on another annoying project that will mess up deadlines).

cattitude got back from California Friday evening, and has been taking care of me over this long weekend. This helped, both on a variety of emotional levels, and on the practicalities of not needing to go out if the milk supply was running low. (I pushed things a little on Tuesday, to get stuff like milk, juice, and toilet paper before the snowstorm. Going back to work on Thursday may also have counted as pushing myself.)

For chunks of this, I haven't even been focused enough to do any interesting reading, instead doing a lot of sudoku puzzles and rereading some Will Cuppy. I haven't been to the gym in a bit, which isn't good for my mood, but given the way my chest was feeling as recently as yesterday I'm going to wait until Thursday and my next appointment with Emilie. (I'm breathing reasonably deeply, but by evening there was some soreness, as of overexertion, near my sternum. Lots of hot liquids.)

I had meant to try to see people while Cattitude was away on business, but first I put off making plans while I saw how much time I needed alone, and then it was clear that I was sick, so I didn't arrange to see anyone. julian_tiger and adrian_turtle were both helpful in different ways, but both encouraged me to rest.

Comments

[onyxlynx]

Oooh, Will Cuppy! I had a collection of his way, way back, and hadn't thought about him in years!

Probably resting was the best thing you could have done. (One of the things I've learned to do is taking it easy when recovering from the Sick. Especially if I feel fine.)