Things Nobody Wants [an ongoing series]
A week and a half of pretty solid unwellness. I'm not dying or anything, but the sneezing, coughing, running nose, itchy throat & inner ears, headaches and absolute feeling of exhaustion is almost constant. I really don't know what the hell's up with this, and why it won't go away. Have I caught another virus straight away? I'm on Amoxicillin in case of a bacterial infection in my throat/chest, but it's not doing much - although I have had infuriating outbreaks of both eczema and thrush. This is weird and creepy, and it reminds me a bit of 2006 when I was ill for a stretch of almost 3 months, which pretty much set off a reduction in my overall quality of health from which I've never really recovered. I don't want another one of those, thank you.
I'm living in an absolutely filthy house and it really is starting to get to me. Yesterday, I emptied a dishwasher and took a few items of the rotary washing stand. Today, I put some shopping away into cupboards. In both cases, I felt afterwards as if I'd spent an hour hill-walking. I was SHATTERED. I'd like to spend my time doing quiet work, for work itself, for uni, or for Latin exercises, but my brain feels so foggy I can barely string a sentence together. No need to ask about my mental health right now; the thought of having to go to a photo booth to get MOAR passport photos because the cocking IPS thinks I have "too much glare," on my glasses is already causing me to freak out. Stupid passports. Stupid Germany. Stupid foreign travel.
I'm supposed to be seeing Swans on Thursday! This is not an ideal situation in which to see Swans, or indeed leave the house at all! Fuck. (Anyone else going? I'm wondering if I should try passing on my ticket now, before it's too late. But it's Swans! I might get better! But then I'd have to go into work, and argh argh headsplodey.) I'm also supposed to be seeing London visitors, doing various social things and spending my next week preparing to go to Germany. I have no idea how any of this is going to happen.
I generally try and be positive about my body, and think I have a reasonable self-image, but with the amount of time it spends being vile to me, I'm beginning to think this is a bit of a one-sided relationship. WHERE IS MY MECHA SUIT???
(ION, I am rewatching 'The Lakes'; John Simm has barely changed but it's weird hearing all the music from 1997 in context and thinking it really wasn't that long ago, oh self-deusion...whatever happened to Emma Cuniffe anyway?)
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I'm living in an absolutely filthy house and it really is starting to get to me. Yesterday, I emptied a dishwasher and took a few items of the rotary washing stand. Today, I put some shopping away into cupboards. In both cases, I felt afterwards as if I'd spent an hour hill-walking. I was SHATTERED. I'd like to spend my time doing quiet work, for work itself, for uni, or for Latin exercises, but my brain feels so foggy I can barely string a sentence together. No need to ask about my mental health right now; the thought of having to go to a photo booth to get MOAR passport photos because the cocking IPS thinks I have "too much glare," on my glasses is already causing me to freak out. Stupid passports. Stupid Germany. Stupid foreign travel.
I'm supposed to be seeing Swans on Thursday! This is not an ideal situation in which to see Swans, or indeed leave the house at all! Fuck. (Anyone else going? I'm wondering if I should try passing on my ticket now, before it's too late. But it's Swans! I might get better! But then I'd have to go into work, and argh argh headsplodey.) I'm also supposed to be seeing London visitors, doing various social things and spending my next week preparing to go to Germany. I have no idea how any of this is going to happen.
I generally try and be positive about my body, and think I have a reasonable self-image, but with the amount of time it spends being vile to me, I'm beginning to think this is a bit of a one-sided relationship. WHERE IS MY MECHA SUIT???
(ION, I am rewatching 'The Lakes'; John Simm has barely changed but it's weird hearing all the music from 1997 in context and thinking it really wasn't that long ago, oh self-deusion...whatever happened to Emma Cuniffe anyway?)
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