Con crud takes the scarlettina
Wed, Feb. 23rd, 2011 08:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It's here: full-blown, nose-blowing, cough-inducing con crud. God, I feel awful. I'm supposed to work today. I'm supposed to fast and then go for a sonogram to check out my gall bladder this afternoon. It's supposed to snow today. And later this afternoon, I'm supposed to present an hour-long training (via LiveMeeting, so I won't be breathing on anyone) to my editorial team on editing animated PowerPoint presentations . . . but I sound like Howard's mother from The Big Bang Theory.
All I want to do is stay in bed, take cough medicine, and sleep.
I've waited a month for this appointment. This fast-required appointment. When I got up, all I could think about was breakfast. I made two slices of toast, and just as I was about to start buttering them, I realized that I'm not supposed to eat. Now the house is filled with the smell of toast and I'm ravenous. I've never smelled anything that smelled so good as toast.
I hate today.
All I want to do is stay in bed, take cough medicine, and sleep.
I've waited a month for this appointment. This fast-required appointment. When I got up, all I could think about was breakfast. I made two slices of toast, and just as I was about to start buttering them, I realized that I'm not supposed to eat. Now the house is filled with the smell of toast and I'm ravenous. I've never smelled anything that smelled so good as toast.
I hate today.
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Date: Wed, Feb. 23rd, 2011 05:04 pm (UTC)[years of having fasting blood sugar tests mid-day taught me that one]
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Date: Wed, Feb. 23rd, 2011 05:57 pm (UTC)Feel better.
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Date: Wed, Feb. 23rd, 2011 08:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Thu, Feb. 24th, 2011 01:29 am (UTC)Hugs.
I have the con crud as well, but hopefully not as bad. It's why I won't go skiing tomorrow.