rest for the weary

So I came home from the lab a little earlier than 6:30 last night, and was in bed by 6:30. I was awakened at 8 from a phone call from Brendan, and soon afterwards was sick. I returned to bed about 9 and slept until midnight. Woke up with a sore tummy, had some water and some applesauce, returned to bed. Woke up at 6. Still sore tummy. Ate some jello. Went back to sleep. Slept until 9:30.

So I slept the most part of 15 hours. And I still feel not-right. Not sick, not like I will throw up (although it seems to be haunting me from offstage), with just a bit of tummy-soreness. And not like I slept too much. =P

But I did make it to work, and I have made it through 13 calls. And a lot of water.

rest for the weary

So I came home from the lab a little earlier than 6:30 last night, and was in bed by 6:30. I was awakened at 8 from a phone call from Brendan, and soon afterwards was sick. I returned to bed about 9 and slept until midnight. Woke up with a sore tummy, had some water and some applesauce, returned to bed. Woke up at 6. Still sore tummy. Ate some jello. Went back to sleep. Slept until 9:30.

So I slept the most part of 15 hours. And I still feel not-right. Not sick, not like I will throw up (although it seems to be haunting me from offstage), with just a bit of tummy-soreness. And not like I slept too much. =P

But I did make it to work, and I have made it through 13 calls. And a lot of water.

time is tick-tickin' away

Matrix is in my lap, again. After I moved from the couch to the computer. I really think the cats know that I'm leaving in 17 days and they need to get their love in now. I will miss them terribly.

My mouth wants thai food, but my stomach says no way. I don't know quite what to eat. Bland and mushy, anyone?

Today's planned activities (assuming a nap doesn't steal them away from me) include cleaning the toilet and sink and the bathroom floor, maybe doing some more dishes, and started to take down any personal items from the walls that don't plan on living there all summer long. Like the posters around my desk, and in my room. Also maybe a trip to the recycling bins to get many cardboard boxes for the storage of things under my bed.

I still feel icky.

There will be no big ball class for me today. It's either work or sleep.

time is tick-tickin' away

Matrix is in my lap, again. After I moved from the couch to the computer. I really think the cats know that I'm leaving in 17 days and they need to get their love in now. I will miss them terribly.

My mouth wants thai food, but my stomach says no way. I don't know quite what to eat. Bland and mushy, anyone?

Today's planned activities (assuming a nap doesn't steal them away from me) include cleaning the toilet and sink and the bathroom floor, maybe doing some more dishes, and started to take down any personal items from the walls that don't plan on living there all summer long. Like the posters around my desk, and in my room. Also maybe a trip to the recycling bins to get many cardboard boxes for the storage of things under my bed.

I still feel icky.

There will be no big ball class for me today. It's either work or sleep.

sigh

I want Jason. I want him awake and talking to me. I want him telling me that I will get better and I will be well when I visit him and he will kiss me and hug me a whole lot. I want him to telll me he wishes he were here to kiss me and hug me right now. I want him to lie down with me in bed and hold me until I fall asleep. I want him to kiss my forehead. I want him to rub my tummy. I want him to make me macaroni and cheese. To sit with me and put a kitty on my lap and pet it together. To pick up Mr. B and find out how many hugs he owes me and pay up.

Or just be awake and online and talking to me. :(

sigh

I want Jason. I want him awake and talking to me. I want him telling me that I will get better and I will be well when I visit him and he will kiss me and hug me a whole lot. I want him to telll me he wishes he were here to kiss me and hug me right now. I want him to lie down with me in bed and hold me until I fall asleep. I want him to kiss my forehead. I want him to rub my tummy. I want him to make me macaroni and cheese. To sit with me and put a kitty on my lap and pet it together. To pick up Mr. B and find out how many hugs he owes me and pay up.

Or just be awake and online and talking to me. :(