First and foremost ~ I feel like a train hit me yesterday morning. I came down with a head cold or sinus infection from hell all at once and had to call out of work. I was not pleased with it, but I couldn't work with the state I was in. And for me I can only take one type of cold medicine due to my blood pressure issues ~ and that one knocks me out. I'm useless on it.
So instead I laid down on the couch about 11 a.m. and stayed there until this morning at 10 a.m., with short bathroom breaks and eating a small dinner. Then I returned to said sofa with a cold washcloth over my head and slept and slept some more.
My head is pounding and I just feel like hell. What a way to start the weekend huh? I'm not surprised though with how much I've been taxing my body with the heat and the exercise this week. We may not have been doing our walking at the park, but we doubled that easily each day at LEGOLAND.
Today we have the remnants of storm Doria(n?) over us, though it has yet to rain. I think it's just going to be a grey day, and that's fine with me. I think I'm going to be doing more sleeping unfortunately. Our friends are going out of town for the day, maybe 2, to spend some time alone together ~ and I hope they have fun and really reconnect with each other. Their lives are so stressful most of the time; I don't know how they do it to be honest. I really wish that she would start seeing a counselor to help her manage her stress levels, but she refuses because as she said, " I don't want to delve into my past right now and have all that sh*t to deal with too". I can understand and empathize with that, so I don't push her. Her history is awful and very painful, and she's kept it inside all of these years. Now she's in her early 30's and it's finally starting to rear it's ugly head.
I think today is going to be a chill-out day for everyone. My husband had 2 hard days of work since getting back from our mini-vacation and he's tired. He's currently laid out on the couch watching tv. I don't mind. He hasn't watched tv in days, lol. I'm proud of him for that, just like I'm proud of myself for not getting on the computer those 2 days either. It was family time only, and that was the point. I've got to upload all of those photos I took and put some of them up on here. 🙂
Wow, even on the Ritalin I'm exhausted today. I was so pissed last night. My Mom came home and I was asleep on the couch and when Aaron asked me if I was going to work and I said "no, I'm sick" she got really mad and wouldn't speak to me. What the heck?! She barely said 2 sentences to me the entire night (which was fine, because I didn't particularly feel like talking anyhow), and went to bed disgusted with me and my pathetic excuses. Whatever. Kiss my grits. Who is she to judge and tell me how to live my life?
I was so thankful for my hubby yesterday evening. He took care of me ~ made sure I was comfortable and had quiet to sleep in. He made dinner without a fuss and woke me to get me to eat, then helped me lie back down and later brought me my evening meds because I was too out of it from the cold medicine to go take them myself. He offered to bring me downstairs to sleep in our bed, but when I told him I wanted to sleep on the couch he was fine with that. He tucked me in and kissed me goodnight, and even left my next dose of cold medicine and cough drops right in front of the coffee maker because he knew that would be the first place I would go in the morning ~ to get coffee.
Yesterday I had a sore throat, but didn't think much of it because it wasn't bad. I got water in my ears and usually I end up with an ear infection from it and I thought that it was probably the cause. It never occurred to me that I might be getting sick.
I'm a little bit sad today, my betta Mystic died yesterday. I get too attached to my animals ~ even my fish! He was about 2 years old at least, so that's not all that surprising. I don't know how old he was when I got him. But he had a good life in a 30 gallon tank with other fish, not some small bowl he could hardly move in. 🙂
Speaking of pets, my Mom's cat Peggy is doing much better. She can walk around normally again and jump up pretty easily. She's back to sleeping her days away on the porch in relative comfort, and yowling for attention at night again. (That's the one thing I hate about this cat!) But she's never going to be the same. I know that, and so does Mom. I'll be surprised to see her live another year, if that. She's 19 years old, and that's OLD in cat years. But we'll take care of her and love her as much as we can for as long as we can. She's finishing up her ear drops for her ear infection and Prednisone for the swelling. I'm certain Mom will be relieved when she's done with the medicine.
Last night while I laid on the couch I brought Zeke (my cockatiel) out because he hasn't been out in days. He's never had to go that long before. So while I laid on the couch he walked around on my chest and whispered at me and I whispered back, and he came up and kissed and preened me the whole time. He seemed to know I wasn't feeling well because he was quiet for the most part; just doing the whispering thing. At some point Aaron took him and put him away for the night, but I was glad I could let him out for awhile.
Well, we have to go to the store to get some things, including more cold medicine for me, so I guess I should get off the computer and get dressed somehow. I really, really don't want to do this, but we need to. Ugh.
I hope everyone has a good Saturday and that the weather's nice and enjoyable for you. Take care of you!