More Alive
I went to bed early last night as my head cold was making me simply wretched.
I am less wretched this morning, though I still have a cold rampaging around in my sinuses, making me cough, and other unpleasantness. I also woke up late and hard, after having various confused yet fairly evil dreams (for instance, I dreamt I had cthuloid worms). In one of the dreams, though, my mom was calming me down and I could smell her characteristic fragrance, including her usual perfume. I don't usually remember smells from dreams, so that was nice. We were also in our old house in Los Gatos, in the dream, and Otto was still alive.
I mildly wish I could have aspirin, but I'm trying to lay off the anti-inflammatories unless I am in dire need, in the interests of not upsetting my poor digestive system more than it already is. So I'm doing without and whinging a lot.
We had a mini power outage, but toybox came through intact (thank you Carl for the UPS!) I mostly slept through all the UPS complaining and was very oogy. It was nice having Moose come in and lie down, though; he spends most of the morning while Brad is getting ready sleeping next to the bed. Of course, now he is right next to me in the computer room. I have totally slacked off on separation training since I've been sick and mostly just lie in bed reading, interspersed with short walks so he doesn't go deranged.
He was a very crashed out dog yesterday, after all that romping. Brad reported that he was not very energetic at all on his evening walk. Yay! This all makes doggie day care look even better for him, since a tired dog is a happy dog.
I am less wretched this morning, though I still have a cold rampaging around in my sinuses, making me cough, and other unpleasantness. I also woke up late and hard, after having various confused yet fairly evil dreams (for instance, I dreamt I had cthuloid worms). In one of the dreams, though, my mom was calming me down and I could smell her characteristic fragrance, including her usual perfume. I don't usually remember smells from dreams, so that was nice. We were also in our old house in Los Gatos, in the dream, and Otto was still alive.
I mildly wish I could have aspirin, but I'm trying to lay off the anti-inflammatories unless I am in dire need, in the interests of not upsetting my poor digestive system more than it already is. So I'm doing without and whinging a lot.
We had a mini power outage, but toybox came through intact (thank you Carl for the UPS!) I mostly slept through all the UPS complaining and was very oogy. It was nice having Moose come in and lie down, though; he spends most of the morning while Brad is getting ready sleeping next to the bed. Of course, now he is right next to me in the computer room. I have totally slacked off on separation training since I've been sick and mostly just lie in bed reading, interspersed with short walks so he doesn't go deranged.
He was a very crashed out dog yesterday, after all that romping. Brad reported that he was not very energetic at all on his evening walk. Yay! This all makes doggie day care look even better for him, since a tired dog is a happy dog.