Yeah, that'd do it
So I've been sick since late last week. By Friday I knew both that I wasn't contagious (well, physically; I understand I have other aspects that are completely infectious) and that I should see a doc. I felt like crap warmed over. At the doc's my air flow volume was about 65% of what it should be. No wonder I wheezed and coughed while trying to just walk around Wal-Mart and talk on the phone. Or do other simple tasks. Fortunately my lungs were otherwise clear; this is caused by my sinuses. Thanks to the lovely past few days we've had which were preceded by some decent rain, the mold spore index is insane and causing even those who don't normally have allergy symptoms to encounter some.
I've returned from the doc with oral and inhaled steroids and a refill on my allergy nose spray. Two hits on the albuterol every four hours plus prednisone will make me a delightful person, I'm sure. Fortunately, I should feel better quickly. That's good, since I'll want to take out the added jitters and 'roid rage to go run/walk. Maybe that'll help with the weight gain, too. The jitters have already begun because albuterol does that to me - but I can breathe and I'm coughing less. The shakes were there, too, but they're down enough that I can type with far fewer typos and don't resemble a palsy patient.
In a couple of days, I'll be able to spend the time that I'll have at night while not sleeping to maybe sew if I don't think I'll cut the fabric to shreds because it gave me attitude. I'll probably take myself offline for a few days after it starts building to "I'M A TOTAL BITCH" levels.
Brunch on Sunday with
popelizbet. I was very glad that I'd had experience with SCA feasts or I'd've been broken. As it was the coconut cream pie was nearly the death of me. Whoa was that a lot of food. AND we got to make karnythia jealous so that's a good thing and in return she attempted to get us back with garlic pita chips but by that time we were full. Monell's at Fitzgerald Manor in Gallatin, y'all. Do it to it.
All for two people: cole claw, pickled beets with onion, refrigerator pickles which were nicely spiced, peach preserves (OMNOM), biscuits, cornbread, pork tenderloin roast, beef & gravy, fried chicken, green beans, fried applis, mac 'n cheese, corn pudding, lima beans, and mashed red potatoes. Choice of lemonade, fruit tea, sweet tea, water - I happily drank a fruit tea that had either no or very little pineapple juice in it. Well, or very good pineapple juice. Some facilities will use blades to remove the outside, then rinse the fruit, then use different blades to cut/mash the fruit. It makes all the difference.
Anyway, I came home and made chicken soup for folks to have for dinner but ate very little myself because I got so full at brunch. Mmmmm. Likely going to see about having it for dinner tonight for me and B, with some cheese sammiches, maybe. With Delice de Bourgogne brie on, maybe, just forkarnythia, because I am evil.
Weather.com says that it feels like 71F outside, and I believe them.
Rose's first pigtails were this weekend. Naturally, I needed an insulin injection afterward. She's going to prove to have more hair than her sister, I believe.
I've returned from the doc with oral and inhaled steroids and a refill on my allergy nose spray. Two hits on the albuterol every four hours plus prednisone will make me a delightful person, I'm sure. Fortunately, I should feel better quickly. That's good, since I'll want to take out the added jitters and 'roid rage to go run/walk. Maybe that'll help with the weight gain, too. The jitters have already begun because albuterol does that to me - but I can breathe and I'm coughing less. The shakes were there, too, but they're down enough that I can type with far fewer typos and don't resemble a palsy patient.
In a couple of days, I'll be able to spend the time that I'll have at night while not sleeping to maybe sew if I don't think I'll cut the fabric to shreds because it gave me attitude. I'll probably take myself offline for a few days after it starts building to "I'M A TOTAL BITCH" levels.
Brunch on Sunday with
popelizbet. I was very glad that I'd had experience with SCA feasts or I'd've been broken. As it was the coconut cream pie was nearly the death of me. Whoa was that a lot of food. AND we got to make karnythia jealous so that's a good thing and in return she attempted to get us back with garlic pita chips but by that time we were full. Monell's at Fitzgerald Manor in Gallatin, y'all. Do it to it.All for two people: cole claw, pickled beets with onion, refrigerator pickles which were nicely spiced, peach preserves (OMNOM), biscuits, cornbread, pork tenderloin roast, beef & gravy, fried chicken, green beans, fried applis, mac 'n cheese, corn pudding, lima beans, and mashed red potatoes. Choice of lemonade, fruit tea, sweet tea, water - I happily drank a fruit tea that had either no or very little pineapple juice in it. Well, or very good pineapple juice. Some facilities will use blades to remove the outside, then rinse the fruit, then use different blades to cut/mash the fruit. It makes all the difference.
Anyway, I came home and made chicken soup for folks to have for dinner but ate very little myself because I got so full at brunch. Mmmmm. Likely going to see about having it for dinner tonight for me and B, with some cheese sammiches, maybe. With Delice de Bourgogne brie on, maybe, just for
karnythia, because I am evil.Weather.com says that it feels like 71F outside, and I believe them.
Rose's first pigtails were this weekend. Naturally, I needed an insulin injection afterward. She's going to prove to have more hair than her sister, I believe.
