Jan 09, 2011 00:48
Looking at my PM box it seeems like someone told people I was in hospital. Oops, they shouldn't have done that, but thank you for well wishes. No but seriously I'm completely fine, it was a pissy little case of the flu I came down with on Boxing Day but my meds complicated things massively, and I really hope nobody was worried. I got out this afternoon and am on strict instructions to rest (maybe shouldn't have checked ffr because now I want to bash heads but oh well I'm going to bed now fuck it) and keep warm and I have a diet sheet to follow and all my meds are changed up so expect random extreme wooginess. But apart from that I just have the most irritating phlegmy cough you ever heard. Srsly, it's awful. Oh and a headache. And I'm really tired. Also I had to stop wearing my charcoal bathrobe while I was in there because I'm currently so skeletal that when I went wandering people thought I was the grim reaper (you think I'm kidding) however after the med change I'm hungry for like the first time in months and you have no idea how amazing it feels. And Richard's looking after me, he's even managed to cook without burning the kitchen down. Rosie sulked at me for about fifteen minutes and then glommed onto the back of my neck like a live stole and will. not. get. off. lol. Daft cat. It's nice though, I was so cold on the ward and she's like a live hot water bottle. Now I just need to get her to stop lying on my chest because I can't breathe when she does that.
I hope everyone had good holidays. :)
LOL, I'm feeling a little lost as to what to say.
Oh, to the anon who gave me the paid account with the lovely message for Christmas, if you read this then thank you very, very much. I hope I manage to keep things up and don't disappoint you (I'll try my hardest.) Yes I got all emotional over your message, so sue me. ♥ ♥ ♥
Anyway, I'm going to go to bed now because I'm completely wrecked. I figured I could handle internet (guess who napped all afternoon and woke up at 11:30 pm all 'bzuh?' and then couldn't sleep) but it's more tiring than I thought it would be.
teddy bites off more than he can chew,
too tired to think of clever tags,
my crazy is mint flavoured,
for the love of god medicate me,
spoons,
fuck the what?