| | Feeling sick. Went to work today - the usual retail one at the mall. Kept operating through the sniffles, sneezes, migraines, chills, aches and slight fever. I looked out of it but I guess decent enough to work. However, no one else could cover for me. What a trooper. (Not.) I was totally out of it. At least everything in the cash desk balanced in the end. Who says I can't do math while I'm sick?

Everything hurts.
I think it's because I cleaned my room. I get sick every time I clean my room. Wang thinks it's because I leave a year's worth of dust bunnies to build up everywhere and it's disgusting. I think it's because I expose myself to luke-warm-but-eventually-chilled soapy water when I clean my room.
I hate being sick. It's always over the dumbest things..... like cleaning my room.
Either or, I still hung out with him after work, eating sushi and beef teriyaki (The beef teriyaki is delicious there! I love the sauce!) at Tsunami Sushi on Robson. I caught up with him on the past week. I miss having a regular friend to talk to. A spew of words flowed on and on from me and Wang sat there, looking like he was about to say something but always allowed me to finish because one tangent connected to another thought and I wanted to let it out before I forgot. Dee = food coma/food drunkenness. (My bad for ordering so much.)
Drank some Japanese sport drink called "POCARI Sweat." (I know... how ... appetizing. Eh. But I enjoyed the taste. I wasn't sure how to describe it to Wang.)
I've missed hanging out with Wang. He puts up with the idiotic things I say and do, especially when I'm in my food coma which highly entertains anyone who pays attention to me. He seriously needs to get rid of the graveyard shifts. WHEN DOES eBay INITIATE THE SHIFT CHANGES?! Grrrr......
Home sweet home.
Everything aches. I refused to buy any painkillers at work. I have a bizillion bottles of Tylenol and Advil from friends and home supply which were given to me for one dang injury, menstrual cramps.... or one frickin' thing or another. (I have a low threshold for pain, especially the small stuff. I know - I'm crazy weird like that but usually an adrenaline rush and mental defense mechanisms assists me for the major things.) Well.... not a bizillion - just three. But it's two more than I'm use to having.
I pampered my knees and forearm. Ate my vitamins and an Advil. Going to chug water, curl around a good book and sleep tonight.
I don't think my fever will be gone by tomorrow morning. Goddamnit. I'm going to have to skip karate class and it's not because I'm physically unable to but because... well... maybe physically weakened. Eh. So I'm somewhat physically disabled. Willing to train while sick though. I've done that before..... but in this heated weather.... should I really risk it?
Note to self: buy a flat of sports drink. *sigh* Rambling... but the fever might be helping me with this. Ew.
Maybe if I took an advil before I go to karate?
We'll see when I wake up.
I HATE BEING SICK, especially when everything aches and me sluggish. Boooooooooo.
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| | Posted 7/12/2008 10:00 PM - 103 views - 11 comments
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