Death Warmed Over

I'm sick - February 2, 08

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I am now in my fifth day of sickness. I do not like being sick. Just puttin’ that out there. Even laying on the couch in the throes of death, gets old.

I feel and look rough. To say the least…..and at this point I don’t even care. I just want to feel better!

I took a hot shower this morning, thinking that might help me feel better. The thought crossed my mind that I could just stay in the shower until I turned into a shriveled up prune. Or passed out. Whichever came first. My family would eventually find me.

After pulling on some yoga pants and a sweatshirt I trudged out to the kitchen. The house had not yet fallen apart (since I’ve pretty much been out of commission since last Thursday). I put dishes in the dishwasher and vacuumed some of the rugs that were covered in Lonnie fur. It was not very strenuous work as I have a vacuum that pretty much steers itself.

That was it for me today. I need to do laundry, maybe I will try that tomorrow. I’ll have to do it tomorrow…either that or just be naked. Since I’m not a nudist, I suppose laundry it will be. Hopefully, I will wake up tomorrow morning with a renewed vigor. Full of life. Feeling healthy!!! (and not like death warmed over)

Thank you, my readers, for being patient with me (and my blogging) while I’ve been sick.



Being Sick Stinks

Chicken Noodle Soup

Image by Kevin H. via Flickr

Yesterday I was really, really sick.  Today I am just really sick. (There is a difference…the extra really from yesterday means I felt like I was on my death bed.)


1. My stomach is making all sorts of odd noises that I have a feeling is not going to bode well for me.

2. I had to get up to use the bathroom yesterday afternoon, from where I was laying in the throes of death, on the couch. I didn’t have the energy to move. Alas, I made myself get up…because I didn’t like the alternative.

3. I didn’t feel like eating. The thought of food gagged me, yet if I didn’t eat something my blood sugar would drop and I’d be in serious trouble. Yuck. Why is it I only feel this way when I’m sick? How come I can’t have an aversion to food for the rest of the time? It would seriously help with the dieting. Sigh.

4. I was freezing cold. I had on sweat pants, a shirt, a sweatshirt, thick socks and a scarf around my neck. I also had on 3 blankets and I was still cold. How annoying is that? Normally, I tend towards being hot. I had a brief flash of what I was going to be going through in another 10 years. Cold and hot flashes because my body thermostat is going to be all wonky. Ugh. I attempted to wipe that thought from my mind.

5. I couldn’t get my pillows fluffed correctly and it was driving me nuts. For the love of pete! Why can’t the pillows cooperate with me? Can’t they see I’m dying?!

6. I glanced at myself yesterday in the mirror. Scary does not describe it. I could have been an extra on the movie Dawn Of The Dead. Actually, the zombies would have looked better than I did. I wish I was kidding.

7. I watched a marathon of Without A Trace on ION yesterday afternoon and evening. Because I wasn’t moving from the couch. Ever. Well, unless I had to use the bathroom. (refer back to #2)

8. I was so tired. Like dead tired. (refer back to #6)

9. I was achy. I did ask my family members to rub my shoulders. Which they did. Because they love me…and they didn’t want to hear me whine.

10. Being sick stinks…but, I think I am on the mend. I hope. Though I wouldn’t mind laying on the couch this afternoon watching TV show marathons.