Gwnewch y pethau bychain


I had a lot of plans for the weekend, which involved packing and doing some repair work on the apartment in preparation of us moving in July, but all of that got derailed when I got sick.

Getting sick really isn’t something I do, as a rule. I don’t know if I just have a particularly robust immune system or what, but while I might occasionally get an annoying case of the sniffles, I rarely get outright, hurts to move, something is pouring out of every orifice, its only the glorious hope of dying that’s keeping me alive, ill. Maybe once every couple of years, really, do I get sick enough to miss work.

Well, Friday, I was feeling a bit run down, and felt I might be coming down with something. When I woke up Saturday, I was certain. Spent the weekend mostly sleeping, watching TV, and playing World of Warcraft, and generally not doing anything that required the output of energy. Monday, I had my three-month checkup with the sleep clinic (we made some slight adjustments to my CPAP pressure, but otherwise everything is pretty ok), On the way back from the clinic, I stopped by my GP and asked if they could fit me in. I left with 4 prescriptions, and $75 later was home again.

Today was the first day I felt well enough to try and come to work. So I went out, got in my car, and started to pull out, and realized I had a flat tire. On changing the tire, there was an enormous metal object embedded in it. Fortunately, I ponied up for the roadside hazard protection for these tires, so it only cost me my time to change the tire, go to the Goodyear place, and for them to patch it up. Still, by the time they were done, it was after 10am, so I ended up extending my sick time out an extra half-day, and came in at lunchtime.

I still have a fair bit of chest congestion, but my nose is no longer completely blocked (Sunday and Monday nights were the first time I’d slept without the the CPAP since I got it in February), and the sore throat is completely gone. Hopefully, by the weekend I’ll be much more human again.

Good grief, I hate being sick. It’s such a waste of time.


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  1. Oh dear. I’m glad you’re improving. Please be healthy soon. It’d be nice to chat again sometime soon.

  2. Ugh, I can definitely relate. I don’t get sick that often either but when I do, I’m off the map for a good 3 days.

    Never got to the point of needing to go to a doctor, though, or needing drugs any stronger than NyQuil or something similar. I do usually need a metric assload of tissues, I think I went through 2 or 3 boxes last time.

  3. I’m very glad you’re feeling better! *giant hugs*

  4. Sick *and* tire-punctured? Boy, did you ever have a bad day… Seriously, hugs and best wishes for recovery in full and with all due speed.

  5. “It’s such a waste of time.”

    And a waste of your energy, too. If it’s any consolation, you’re lucky you *can* get a decent night’s sleep without your CPAP. Chosen One isn’t able to get much, if any, worthwhile sleep without the BiPAP, and uses Afrin or an OTC version of it regularly. Glad you’re on the upswing.

    Ann O.

    • Well, don’t know how decent the sleep was. It certainly was not the kind of rest I’ve gotten used to with the machine, but the alternative was to not sleep at all — when your nasal passages are completely blocked up, the cpap doesn’t really do much good.

  6. Some of us have to waste time quite regularly, count yourself lucky you don’t. 🙂

    How did you sleep without the CPAP machine?

    Glad you’re feeling betterish.

    • How did you sleep without the CPAP machine?

      Not terribly well, but I figured a bad night of sleep was better for me than no sleep at all.

  7. Oh, poor dear. I feel exactly the same way about being sick. It’s boring and it wastes my precious bodily fluids time.

  8. So sorry that I called you when you were sick. Never rains but it pours.

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