Good (?) News and Bad News
Hmm, let's start with the good news. The good news is that Cinnamon and I may not have to move after all. The landlord called her yesterday and said that he had another mechanic come in and look at things, and from what this mechanic can tell, whatever it was that was causing the power to go out each time was something that someone was doing, purposefully. Meaning, it was most likely the crazy man who lives below us, doing this to us as revenge for walking around our own apartment at night when he and his wife are trying to sleep? Yes, it is crazy, but Cinnamon and I are pretty sure that's what has been going on, as no one else would have motive to do that, and this man has already proved to be crazy in the past. In case you forgot or didn't know, he came up to our apartment one night and stood in our doorway for a good 20 minutes (not exaggerating) lecturing Cinnamon about how we should not walk around our apartment at night because our footsteps keep him and his wife awake and we're too loud. It was ridiculous and I gave him earplugs, which he didn't deserve. It makes a lot more sense if it is him doing something to our electricity, though, because the power wasn't going out at all before he came up and complained to us, and it always, always goes out late at night. Never during the day, never in the morning.
I wish the landlord would kick him and his wife out of the building, but I think the landlord is too nice to do that. For now the solution he has chosen is to lock up the room where all the electrical meters are so that this guy can't access anything to shut off the power. So far, so good - our power has stayed on for three days straight now.
The bad news is, I'm not getting any better and in fact, I may be getting worse. After getting up today I proceeded to have coughing fit after coughing fit, and couldn't even talk to Rudy on Skype very well. I had to cancel coming in for my first afternoon class, and I went to the hospital again to see if I could maybe see a different doctor who could help me more, and who might actually prescribe me codeiene this time.
I did see a different doctor this time, and he did a chest x-ray on me to make sure I didn't have pneumonia. Nope, I don't have pneumonia, but he does think I have whooping cough. I had a mild fever when I went to the hospital today, and I was still coughing a bit. I didn't tell him that I might be allergic to codeine, so he prescribed me some codeine cough syrup as well as one more antibiotic and some prednisone to help open up my lungs (because he thinks that my asthma is making my cough worse.) I just ate lunch and took the prednisone and the codeine cough syrup, so here's hoping I don't break out in hives or something. I just know my mom has always told me I'm allergic to codeine, but I don't remember actually experiencing the allergy, so I must have been very small when she discovered this. Therefore, it's likely that I'm not allergic anymore since it has been so long. We'll see. It's at least worth a try if it gets rid of my cough.
I feel shitty about not working, but I don't know what else to do. I had led my boss to believe I'd come in for three classes today, but before I went to the hospital today, I texted him, saying I'd better not come in for the first class I was going to teach. He didn't get my text until an hour or so later, and at that point he texted me back saying it's a bit late to tell the students that the class is canceled, and he asked if I had any work for the kids to do if they come to class. I actually hadn't planned this class yet, and it's not my fault he didn't get my text earlier, so this made me annoyed. I just asked him if they could take this written test they're supposed to take anyway, and just do that instead of having a class, and I told him I was in the hospital. He never got back to me. Then after my doctor said I have a fever and I probably have whooping cough, and I should stay home today and tomorrow, I texted my boss to tell him I'd better stay home the rest of the day and not do either of the other classes I was going to teach... and he still hasn't responded. I just hate feeling like I'm being flaky, but at the same time, I think I'm doing everything I can in my situation. I only led him to believe I'd come in for those classes because I honestly thought I might be okay to work today. I didn't know my body would do this. *sigh*
I was supposed to go see The Nutcracker with Cinnamon tomorrow to celebrate Christmas, but now it looks like I probably should just stay home. :(
I wish the landlord would kick him and his wife out of the building, but I think the landlord is too nice to do that. For now the solution he has chosen is to lock up the room where all the electrical meters are so that this guy can't access anything to shut off the power. So far, so good - our power has stayed on for three days straight now.
The bad news is, I'm not getting any better and in fact, I may be getting worse. After getting up today I proceeded to have coughing fit after coughing fit, and couldn't even talk to Rudy on Skype very well. I had to cancel coming in for my first afternoon class, and I went to the hospital again to see if I could maybe see a different doctor who could help me more, and who might actually prescribe me codeiene this time.
I did see a different doctor this time, and he did a chest x-ray on me to make sure I didn't have pneumonia. Nope, I don't have pneumonia, but he does think I have whooping cough. I had a mild fever when I went to the hospital today, and I was still coughing a bit. I didn't tell him that I might be allergic to codeine, so he prescribed me some codeine cough syrup as well as one more antibiotic and some prednisone to help open up my lungs (because he thinks that my asthma is making my cough worse.) I just ate lunch and took the prednisone and the codeine cough syrup, so here's hoping I don't break out in hives or something. I just know my mom has always told me I'm allergic to codeine, but I don't remember actually experiencing the allergy, so I must have been very small when she discovered this. Therefore, it's likely that I'm not allergic anymore since it has been so long. We'll see. It's at least worth a try if it gets rid of my cough.
I feel shitty about not working, but I don't know what else to do. I had led my boss to believe I'd come in for three classes today, but before I went to the hospital today, I texted him, saying I'd better not come in for the first class I was going to teach. He didn't get my text until an hour or so later, and at that point he texted me back saying it's a bit late to tell the students that the class is canceled, and he asked if I had any work for the kids to do if they come to class. I actually hadn't planned this class yet, and it's not my fault he didn't get my text earlier, so this made me annoyed. I just asked him if they could take this written test they're supposed to take anyway, and just do that instead of having a class, and I told him I was in the hospital. He never got back to me. Then after my doctor said I have a fever and I probably have whooping cough, and I should stay home today and tomorrow, I texted my boss to tell him I'd better stay home the rest of the day and not do either of the other classes I was going to teach... and he still hasn't responded. I just hate feeling like I'm being flaky, but at the same time, I think I'm doing everything I can in my situation. I only led him to believe I'd come in for those classes because I honestly thought I might be okay to work today. I didn't know my body would do this. *sigh*
I was supposed to go see The Nutcracker with Cinnamon tomorrow to celebrate Christmas, but now it looks like I probably should just stay home. :(