Started feeling slightly off recently at around about Saturday morning, when i woke up. Started with my throat threatening to be or it was not quite sure if it was sore but something was acting up. Kinda ignored it, thought it might go away(you know like the ostrich putting it's head in the ground, can't see the problem...there is no problem syndrome) and eventually I forgot about it. That is until the next morning and it was still there, this time I was congested and I knew then that I was coming down with something. Most of the day seemed ok but near the end of the day my nose began to act up and I was sniffling and snorting and the whole bang-shoot, basically whatever I picked up had set in and it was pretty uncomfortable as I had content with breathing through my mouth which is not weird until you're restricted to it. Anyway, I spent most of the day static, mostly staying indoors, moping about watching TV(French Open) because I was not really up for anything. I decided after a day of moping to go do something, watch a movie, go for a walk - do something. Do I did. Came back and found myself eventually heading to bed. Then it started. I couldn't sleep. I was either sneeze-coughing (which sounded like a daemon was coming out of me) or I was contending with the fluid build up in my nose and the need to blow my nose every 2 and a half minutes. At this point i wised up and started taking decongestive tablets. Eventually I went to bed at 2am, well I think I did only to wake up tired and worse off - oh and I had a head ache and my arms and legs were like, "Woah negatory dude...". So now I'm confined to my bed bored out of my mind and well all I can do is sleep or blog. I'm sick of the former so doing he later now.
Thankfully I'm not in the office today(called in sick) because I could see myself there with tissues, sneezing, coughing and spluttering only to face those critical, insesent gazes from your work colleagues thinking, "gees, I'm probably going to get what he's got. Shy is he in?". So I'm not up for that, so I think it's a good compromise - but it's as boring as chewing wood.
Don't really feel like watching TV either- which means I'm almost dying(not really) but I'm not with the world today.
That said, I've scoped out the entire room for candidates for re-arrangement. I think I'm doing to have to move a few things - an unfortunate trait that I've inherited. Also, I now think I know what the best arrangement will be for the maximum amount of space too vs practicality in terms of storage space. It's Sad but true.
Another clear winner is ultra soft ply tissue paper - nothing worse than a raw nose because of blowing! There, you see, everyday is a school day!
*Ha-TISSUE*
Thankfully I'm not in the office today(called in sick) because I could see myself there with tissues, sneezing, coughing and spluttering only to face those critical, insesent gazes from your work colleagues thinking, "gees, I'm probably going to get what he's got. Shy is he in?". So I'm not up for that, so I think it's a good compromise - but it's as boring as chewing wood.
Don't really feel like watching TV either- which means I'm almost dying(not really) but I'm not with the world today.
That said, I've scoped out the entire room for candidates for re-arrangement. I think I'm doing to have to move a few things - an unfortunate trait that I've inherited. Also, I now think I know what the best arrangement will be for the maximum amount of space too vs practicality in terms of storage space. It's Sad but true.
Another clear winner is ultra soft ply tissue paper - nothing worse than a raw nose because of blowing! There, you see, everyday is a school day!
*Ha-TISSUE*