Just a minor whine/pity-party cause I feel generally like crap. I think it’s just a combination of stress and sleep-deprivation and winter-bleahs. I usually handle being sick fairly well, but when it involves nauseau, I become a big ole wuss cause I have this deathly fear of “getting sick”. And tonight, about 3/4 of the way through my train ride, I started feeling pretty bad. And urged myself mentally to make it at least to the train station. Made it to the train station and felt a little better, so I got on the bus. And started feeling worse. And urged myself to make it to the transfer point. Made it there, and felt really horrid, (most likely just aggravated by my useless fear) and ended up deciding to call a cab. Forked over the 13 bucks, got in the cab, and felt really, really horrid. Begged myself to make it home.
Made it home, made it to the bathroom… and felt fine. :smack: I feel a little better but I still feel like crap I was going to take tomorrow off, because I can since it’s Veteran’s Day, but nooooo, like a fool, I had to invite my boss to lunch since he happened to be in town. I guess I’ll go to bed and hope like heck it just all goes away.
Sorry about that. If it makes you feel any better, I almost passed out in church a week and a half back. I had a cold but I decided that I felt well enough to go to mass, but right before communion - when everyone “makes peace” (shakes hands, basically) - I knew I wasn’t going to make it. My vision started to go dark and I couldn’t see who I was shaking hands with. I got out of there just in time, I think, and sat down against a pillar in the cool air. That didn’t help so much so I walked to my car (thank goodness there wasn’t any action in the parking lot at the time, or I might have been in trouble because I couldn’t see very well) and lay down in seat until I felt well enough to drive.
The ironic thing? The mass was a celebration of the sacrament of the anointing of the sick.
You’ll feel better soon. Look, in the distance… it’s a weekend! If you can just make it to Saturday morning you can lounge around in slippers and watch cartoons and all will be right with the world.
And isn’t it great that on the days we feel sick, we get the new drivers who are heavy on the brakes and churn up our tummies even more?
Haha join the club, brother! I woke up this morning and felt absolutely horrid. My throat was scratchy, I couldn’t talk and my nose was channeling a faucet, I swear.
So I thank god for cough drops, ginger tea and my boyfriend who went shopping in the cold and rain so I could have hot clam chowder for dinner and drugs to knock me out tonight =)
Well this morning I feel much, much better. My mommy made me my favorite chicken and rice soup that only Thai mothers can make so well. I went to bed early, only to be woken up by my mother to watch a movie :dubious: with her but I only stayed awake a few minutes before going back to bed.
Chicken soup + extra rest = A New Me
Thanks everyone for your well wishes, and here’s hoping my commiserators (such as Penchan a speedy recovery!
Glad you’re feeling better. I too have a morbid fear of nausea etc, and the more I think about it the worse I feel. I can start of by worrying I might have a bit of a stomach ache and end up feeling dreadful, even though I’m actually fine. Go figure.
I was going to take tomorrow off, because I can since it’s Veteran’s Day, but nooooo, like a fool, I had to invite my boss to lunch since he happened to be in town. I guess I’ll go to bed and hope like heck it just all goes away.
