Blah II: Son of Blah
So yeah, we both definitely contracted some sort of flu. No idea if it was the Swine Flu (dun dun DUN), but who gives a shit, being sick sucks.
It especially sucks when you're living in a fourth floor walk up, and you're both suffering from mild breathing difficulties and no energy. We are essentially stranded in the apartment, its hard enough climbing those fucking stairs when we're both at peak condition but like this fuck it (actually Renee had to go out briefly during the worst of the flu, she only went to a store that is literally around the corner, it took her a half an hour to climb the stairs). Thankfully Dominic helped us out by running to the store and picking up some of the groceries we needed as we were seriously running out of food but going all the way to the grocery store and coming home and climbing up those stairs with all the bags so not going to happen right now.
Again, we're both past the worst of it, just some small symptoms that are continuing to linger on annoyingly. I still have low energy and a cough (feels like I have a shit ton of something in my throat, but my cough is dry so obviously I don't, fucking driving me nuts). Renee is actually a little worse off than I am (surprisingly), same cough only her's is making her throat very sore, even lower energy than me and she still has some nausea. Oh and we both appear to some kind of insomnia - which may very well have come from sleeping two days straight just about but still, enough already.
Ah well, I am mobile enough to do some things around the house, you know now that my sides and lower back aren't so fucking sore anymore. Which does include my now overdue ritual. So, hurray for something, I guess.
It especially sucks when you're living in a fourth floor walk up, and you're both suffering from mild breathing difficulties and no energy. We are essentially stranded in the apartment, its hard enough climbing those fucking stairs when we're both at peak condition but like this fuck it (actually Renee had to go out briefly during the worst of the flu, she only went to a store that is literally around the corner, it took her a half an hour to climb the stairs). Thankfully Dominic helped us out by running to the store and picking up some of the groceries we needed as we were seriously running out of food but going all the way to the grocery store and coming home and climbing up those stairs with all the bags so not going to happen right now.
Again, we're both past the worst of it, just some small symptoms that are continuing to linger on annoyingly. I still have low energy and a cough (feels like I have a shit ton of something in my throat, but my cough is dry so obviously I don't, fucking driving me nuts). Renee is actually a little worse off than I am (surprisingly), same cough only her's is making her throat very sore, even lower energy than me and she still has some nausea. Oh and we both appear to some kind of insomnia - which may very well have come from sleeping two days straight just about but still, enough already.
Ah well, I am mobile enough to do some things around the house, you know now that my sides and lower back aren't so fucking sore anymore. Which does include my now overdue ritual. So, hurray for something, I guess.