Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Having a rough go

I’m having a bit of a rough go right now. First off, it’s been super, super busy at work and it’s consuming my life way more than it normally does. It’s basically like the perfect storm as far as reasons why work gets busy. They’re all happening at once, causing an utter shit-show.

Top it off with the fact that I’ve come down with this brutal cold. It’s the kind of cold where you feel so crappy that you can’t sleep, even though what you need most in the world is a good night’s sleep.

Friday was the first day of that; I had a really sore throat and I couldn’t sleep. And when I finally managed to fall asleep I woke up within a couple hours and had problems falling back asleep.

That White Girl - home sick - go to sleep

Saturday I woke up for work (because of the chaos that is happening) and my sore throat had morphed into the worst throat pain ever. Okay, not the worst… Strep is worse. I started sucking on cepacols, which are essentially lozenges that numb your throat. Within a couple hours of being at work, I had already had a couple; by the end of my 6 hour shift, I’d had a few more. I stopped at a grocery store on my way to my dad’s to buy more because I was running low. Naturally, I had another.

Then my stomach started feeling bad. At first I assumed it was because I consumed a bunch of lozenges and not much else. But when I started trying to put other things in my body (water, tea, food), my stomach was not happy.

That White Girl - home sick - I don't feel so good

Immediately after eating dinner (and part of the way through it) I knew it was going to get way worse before it got any better. I thanked my folks for dinner and said I had to go, because of my cold, of course. I spent the 40 minute drive home focusing all my energy into paying attention to the road and not the fact that I was going to throw up and/or shit myself.

That White Girl - home sick - you can do this

I made it home without incident, but spent the remainder of the night willing myself not to get sick. I was feeling pretty shitty about the whole situation, but I felt even worse when I read the package and the dosage was clearly outlined as “one drop every two hours”. I’d had 5 or 6 in just as many hours.

That White Girl - home sick - overdosed on halls

No wonder I wrecked my stomach. The next day, after too few hours of sleep, I woke up sick from the cold. My body was aching, my head was pounding; I felt like I’d been hit by a train. I drank fluids and stayed away from cough drops. I felt like I was on the mend.

Monday, I called into work sick because it turned out I wasn’t on the mend. But I had a massage therapy appointment booked that day, so I went to that. I’ve regretted it ever since. Let’s just say getting a deep tissue massage on all your injured parts isn’t a good idea when you’re having a hard time moving around because of body pain from illness. I feel like my back is bruised to the bone.

But… there’s always a silver-lining, right? So. I’ve been at home, on the couch, in bed for days. I’ve watched movies, read blogs/books, watched YouTube, and played video games. I was still bored. So I did what any “normal” person would do. I re-activated my POF account. And started talking to people.

That White Girl - home sick - blog fodder

Just a matter of time now before you get more crazy dating stories. You’re welcome.

And as if that’s not enough, I think the universe just gave me a sign that said “You have no idea just how bad it’s going to get”…  my (ex??) stalker just texted me. Seriously. It’s been a year and a half. I guess he missed Valentine’s Day, so he’s just checking in to see how I’m doing. FML.


  1. he sensed you were vulnerable...like a hyena he will pounce. hope you'll be better soon, down with the cold myself.

  2. I've heard that massages are bad for people who are sick...but that might be an old wives tale. Though it sucks that you OD'd on cough drops (didn't know that was possible) it's really really REALLY great you didn't blast anything out of any orifice on the drive home or in your parent's house. Small victories, right?

  3. That sounds miserable, and I haven't had a drive like that in a long time, but I've been there, and that 40 minutes feels like 40 years. Every stop feels like an eternity, and every time someone unnecessarily slows down in front of you, you just want to scream "What's wrong with you, you asshole??? Move!"

    Looking forward to those POF stories. Also, at least you kinda admit that you do this to yourself.

  4. Holy smokes, when it hits you, it hits like a ton of bricks! Get revenge, make thos POFs suffer!

  5. I wonder if it says anything that you had to get really sick in order to decide that reactivating your POF account was a good idea?

  6. Poke - you're probably right. Thanks - hope you feel better too.

    Pickleope - it's the little things in life. And it might be that particular type of cough drop.

    Beer - of course... no one forced me to reactivate. Although, I kinda wish I had someone to blame.

    Anon - I'll try... I'll try!!

    Gorm - speaks volumes, really! :)


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