Bleah. Bleah I tell you.
Jan. 26th, 2008 02:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
penkThe Arisia Ick nailed me Thursday. I spent a chunk of last night doing my best to function like an off-balance engine... I was shaking so hard I thought pieces were going to start flying off.
Let me just say there is magic in heating pads (we have one of those bean-shell pads you put in the microwave... 2 minutes in, then stuffed it down my shirt, ahhhhh. I almost cried)
Today I'm just worn. I think we'll be done shortly - the fever is mostly gone, but my bowels are doing things they're not supposed to.
Cat and Zach have headed off to do some Mosaic things, so I htink I'll curl up upstairs and watch a movie and bury myself in blankets.
Bleah.
Let me just say there is magic in heating pads (we have one of those bean-shell pads you put in the microwave... 2 minutes in, then stuffed it down my shirt, ahhhhh. I almost cried)
Today I'm just worn. I think we'll be done shortly - the fever is mostly gone, but my bowels are doing things they're not supposed to.
Cat and Zach have headed off to do some Mosaic things, so I htink I'll curl up upstairs and watch a movie and bury myself in blankets.
Bleah.
