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First, let's go with where I've been. Last week I went to work Tuesday night and work had all the cooler and freezer doors open because they were cleaning/fixing them. (Freezer's only been borked since May and all.) There was an odd smell, which I assume is from that, and it was irritating my throat/nose/etc, so by the end of my shift I felt weird in the sinus area but relatively fine elsewhere. I stop at the store, pick up a couple of things because I fully expected to be back the next day when all the specials would be labeled, and head home. At home, the weirdness is still annoying and more of a localized thing until I take my shower, which I was hoping would wash away whatever funky smell was lingering on my hair.
I go to bed and very quickly realize oh shit, this is not just irritated sinuses. Or maybe it is, but the result is the same- I keep coughing. A LOT. The best way to explain it is when you're at the end of your cold and it's cough day, the day when you're gonna purge all the crap that's been lingering in your lungs for the last 7-10 days (however long the cold has lasted) but everything else in you feels pretty okay. Until you've had a cough try and take out a rib or do muscle damage or feel like a workout.
The day got progressively worse, even though I did manage to actually get some sleep once I propped myself up on a throne of pillows and Squishmallows. I'd basically sleep for an hour, wake up to cough up some blergh, grab some water after, then go back to sleep and repeat. At dinner I still thought I was going to power through, though I was wondering where our masks were and then thought, it's okay, work should have them because pharmacy! Yeah, an hour later I was calling out because I finally realized that no, I would not be able to handle a night of this in a mask. I went back to sleep and managed to actually get a three hour or so stretch before waking up and feeling SO MUCH WORSE. Insert several "oh no, I can't breathe properly despite my nose not being at all stuffed up and this is very much all in my head but not in that way" panic attacks (huzzah!) and a couple of pieces of toast, a banana, and the end of the mac and cheese and eventually I passed out again at like, 10am.
Anyway, I've spent the last however many days having a cold out of sequence. Like right now I seem to be in the gluey snot stage, and Sunday was the throat on fire part 2 (part 1 was a blip on earlier). It's very weird and I don't like it, but I'm hoping we're gonna be done with this soon.
Thing is, because I was sick I missed the No Kings protest. :( I also missed Ari's birthday, though it sounds like I dodged a bullet there because they did that thing where lunch turned to early dinner turned to regular dinner, but did not take into consideration how busy restaurants and the roads would be after the protests. Also, I am not a sushi person so there's that.
But it also meant that on Sunday, while I was passed out trying to feel better, I missed a billion calls from Cass about Jess, who wound up in the hospital the day before and then had to have surgery and had her foot amputated, possibly more later. !!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
( in which I grouse about things I know nothing about. )
I dunno, I'm just vexed on her behalf because Jesus Christ, she needs a good kind of break. :/
I go to bed and very quickly realize oh shit, this is not just irritated sinuses. Or maybe it is, but the result is the same- I keep coughing. A LOT. The best way to explain it is when you're at the end of your cold and it's cough day, the day when you're gonna purge all the crap that's been lingering in your lungs for the last 7-10 days (however long the cold has lasted) but everything else in you feels pretty okay. Until you've had a cough try and take out a rib or do muscle damage or feel like a workout.
The day got progressively worse, even though I did manage to actually get some sleep once I propped myself up on a throne of pillows and Squishmallows. I'd basically sleep for an hour, wake up to cough up some blergh, grab some water after, then go back to sleep and repeat. At dinner I still thought I was going to power through, though I was wondering where our masks were and then thought, it's okay, work should have them because pharmacy! Yeah, an hour later I was calling out because I finally realized that no, I would not be able to handle a night of this in a mask. I went back to sleep and managed to actually get a three hour or so stretch before waking up and feeling SO MUCH WORSE. Insert several "oh no, I can't breathe properly despite my nose not being at all stuffed up and this is very much all in my head but not in that way" panic attacks (huzzah!) and a couple of pieces of toast, a banana, and the end of the mac and cheese and eventually I passed out again at like, 10am.
Anyway, I've spent the last however many days having a cold out of sequence. Like right now I seem to be in the gluey snot stage, and Sunday was the throat on fire part 2 (part 1 was a blip on earlier). It's very weird and I don't like it, but I'm hoping we're gonna be done with this soon.
Thing is, because I was sick I missed the No Kings protest. :( I also missed Ari's birthday, though it sounds like I dodged a bullet there because they did that thing where lunch turned to early dinner turned to regular dinner, but did not take into consideration how busy restaurants and the roads would be after the protests. Also, I am not a sushi person so there's that.
But it also meant that on Sunday, while I was passed out trying to feel better, I missed a billion calls from Cass about Jess, who wound up in the hospital the day before and then had to have surgery and had her foot amputated, possibly more later. !!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
( in which I grouse about things I know nothing about. )
I dunno, I'm just vexed on her behalf because Jesus Christ, she needs a good kind of break. :/