smack my muse up
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deathboyaRrrrRrrgh. shitting death.
I feel like absolute shit, and I'm probably at least partially to blame for it.
After friday night's fun, but also scary adventure to see good friends and experience awful disco, I did, as threatened, utilise the Internets Boozes Deliverator. They were good. Very good. Unfortunately, this meant adding half a bottle of vodka to the pitcher of Long Island Iced Tea and 8 Smirnoff Ices that had already forced themselves on me at the club.
I then got my music on and finished something I'd been fiddling with in various forms over the last few weeks, "so I said you died".
Went to bed about 7am, absolutely shitfaced. Spent most of saturday in bed, hungover. But this was fine and an anticipated consequence of snogging the muse the night before. The muse, she demands her price.
What I didn't realise was that the muse (or, more likely, liz) had The Rabies, which suddenly took advantage of a depressed immune system and beat me to all FUCK all of yesterday, which i spent in bed again, feeling (due to intense aches) like I'd been in a fight, with constant pounding migraine, sore throat, the fucking works.
Spent last night in a wretched, unending fever dream, just forcing myself to stay uncovered to ditch the temperature, scarfing paracetamol and ibuprofen and drinking as much water as I could manage.
Fortunately, this morning brought a much improved head. Woke up in probably my most attractive of states, soaked in sweat but with my temperature gone. Still ache, still have sore throat, but that's all dealwithable. I are MAN Man. I will now go out and dig a huge hole, fix the car and have a FIGHT!
Maybe after just a little nap.
Send soup.
I feel like absolute shit, and I'm probably at least partially to blame for it.
After friday night's fun, but also scary adventure to see good friends and experience awful disco, I did, as threatened, utilise the Internets Boozes Deliverator. They were good. Very good. Unfortunately, this meant adding half a bottle of vodka to the pitcher of Long Island Iced Tea and 8 Smirnoff Ices that had already forced themselves on me at the club.
I then got my music on and finished something I'd been fiddling with in various forms over the last few weeks, "so I said you died".
Went to bed about 7am, absolutely shitfaced. Spent most of saturday in bed, hungover. But this was fine and an anticipated consequence of snogging the muse the night before. The muse, she demands her price.
What I didn't realise was that the muse (or, more likely, liz) had The Rabies, which suddenly took advantage of a depressed immune system and beat me to all FUCK all of yesterday, which i spent in bed again, feeling (due to intense aches) like I'd been in a fight, with constant pounding migraine, sore throat, the fucking works.
Spent last night in a wretched, unending fever dream, just forcing myself to stay uncovered to ditch the temperature, scarfing paracetamol and ibuprofen and drinking as much water as I could manage.
Fortunately, this morning brought a much improved head. Woke up in probably my most attractive of states, soaked in sweat but with my temperature gone. Still ache, still have sore throat, but that's all dealwithable. I are MAN Man. I will now go out and dig a huge hole, fix the car and have a FIGHT!
Maybe after just a little nap.
Send soup.
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Date: 2007-05-28 12:54 pm (UTC)I have never been so ill as I have since my daughter was born last year.
I knew that babies got a lot of bugs, but I wrongly presumed they would be mostly the same bugs to which I was already immune. Unfortunately evidence strongly suggests that this is very far from the case.
Where do babies get these bugs from? Is it the constant visits to the doctor/health visitor, hanging around with other babies and their parents, or are babies simply some kind of animated petri dish upon which Satan's latest microbiotic experiments find a hold?
Annabel gave me bugs which put me in bed for three days solid- three times. I haven't had anything that serious since glandular fever during my degree finals twelve years ago.
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Date: 2007-05-28 12:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-29 06:56 am (UTC)In case yous is interested in a real answer: schools, kindergardens, daycare, every place where kids and babies are together, are breeding grounds for the most resistant diseases ever known to man. Really. It's known for teachers to fall sick again and again over the first year or so at a new school until they've grown immune to the different kinds of bugs... I know because they got to me, too, when I started working at my school. Fucking bastards.
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Date: 2007-05-29 10:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-28 01:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-28 04:03 pm (UTC)My Man man refuses to medicate usually, doesn't take time off and pretends he's 100%. Freak. Means I get his germs. Til I got his family to rally up and encourage him to use his hayfever tabs and sort the germage out!
I've heard a lot of people from families with two or more babies say that the first was usually the sicky one, so with the others they didn't sterilise everything so pristinely and immaculately and this solved the germ thing. I have been trying to work out what it's got to do with everyone in the house getting germs and the breastfeeding thing - If I have to slice the front of my breasts off to get to the milk if I have feeding issues, I shall do, I shall also not cry everytime I think a germ has gotten onto our babe's stuff. Hopefully. I am a bit of a cleanfreak when I have the energy...
Corben's been ok though hasn't he? I don't remember you mentioning evilsicknessofdoom(+2) in Corben... And I dunno how he feeds. Maybe I am thinking about this too much. Maybe I also need to go to bed as I am clearly blathering on about nothing important again!!!
*shoot me*