Filed under: Illness
Today was my first day back at work since Monday (I worked Sat, Sun and Monday morning before going home to die).
I do not know why but being at the office makes me sweat. I was there for an hour and a half in the morning and I was miserable. I went home, took off my pants, and worked from bed for the next 6 hours with no issue. I go back to the office around 6 and I am hot and sweaty again. Another agent, an older guy leaned over nad felt my head and told me I was “clammy”. And I was!
So, I can work prone, from bed, but not out and about in public.
I got home from work late tonight and had to have an english muffin with my pill. As I am finishing the second half I start to cough, almost inhale the food in my mouth, and proceed into a full on choking, coughing, sneezing fit. I thought I was going to have to dial 911. Tears, spit out food, spit flying from uncontrolled coughing. It was PRETTY.
I was grateful for no witness but horrified that I may have choked to death on an english muffin, in my underwear, in my dirty bathroom. Yuck.
Filed under: Illness
I guess I should say do not try this without your doctors consent.
Start with Bronchitis which includes weakness, buckets of snot, coughing, dry and tight throat.
Add Sulfameth/TrimBlahblahblah antibiotics that have a side effect of “the runs”.
Drink TONS of water
Eat an english muffin 3x a day (sometimes english muffin may be covered in pepperoni, pizza sauce and cheese). Ice cream may sound like a good idea for a snack. When you cannot taste anything, Ice cream loses most of its appeal. Do NOT try the ice cream.
Results: 5 pounds in 5 days.
Other results – still weak! A shower tires me out! Have to find a way to work until 8 pm tonight. Whee!
She said she thought I had something viral. And I have no doubt it started out that way. She grudgingly gave me the antibiotics based on how long I had been sick.
And guess what? 6 doses later and I am feeling MUCH better. It was SO bacterial!
Also, I would like to write a love letter to my Litter Robot.
You rock my world, Litter Robot. So easy.
Messy, around the box, but so easy to keep clean.
Love, Mere
Anyway….cooped up in the house all week and I am bored. I finished a book, I watched a movie, and I did a LOT of nothing.
All I ate for 4 days was english muffins. Yummy.
Still bored. Looking forward to going back to work tomorrow!
…you sound like shit. I cannot even make fun of you”, says my now 20 year old cousin and mini-me (a tall, thin, blond, cute version of my attitude).
Family rocks.
After a smattering of drunk text messages while I was in Scottsdale (I was drunk, I have no idea if she was) I decided to turn this into a lesson. I am sick because I am old and cannot stay up til 3 am slamming shots. The moral of this story is do not get old, dear cousin.
Filed under: Illness
Because it is boring as fuck.
I do not want to watch my Netflix. I do not have the brain waves needed to read a book. I am over sleeping. I am over coughing and kleenex and eating less than 800 calories a day and not losing a pound. Maybe the sugar in the cough medicine is keeping me fat? I do know the alcohol in the cough medicine is keeping me drunk. I have spilled more crap in the last 2 days that I even care to share. Cheerios in my bed, water all over my desk, dinner in the bottom of the oven…all would have been avoided with my healthy cat like agility (ha!).
Bored. Bored, bored, bored.
I should have thought of this.
Bored. Bored, bored, bored.
Sob. I am SO bored.
Filed under: Work
I got antibiotics from the doctor. She is not convinced I need them, but looking at me she knew I felt sick enough to want them. I went to work for a few hours, leaving the mom a not too long list of things that needed to be done.
While I slept we heard of one home closing (20+ days late), 2 more offers being written, another possible offer coming in and various other acts of bullshit all leading to one very busy day for her.
One offer we are working on is in a new development. We have taken numerous clients to the site, as well multiple trips for a current client. They sales office knows us well. Well enough to not want to come near me or my cooties this weekend, well enough to call us and harass us on a regular basis. They just sent over an offer for us to fill out and a picture of a sign taped to their front door. “Welcome Mere and The Mom” (only they used our names). They have had tons of people come through and ask why we needed to be welcomed. It made me laugh out loud when I opened it up having no idea what it was. Good to know I am wanted somewhere!
More sleep now.
Filed under: Illness
I am really not well. So bad I went to Long’s to get cough medicine on my way to an appointment. Swigged (Swug?) it out of the bottle.
I am crabby. My throat is constricted. I do not want to eat. Coughing hurts. For whatever reason every time I get sick I cough on my vocal cords. It hurts so bad and my voice is leaving. I have no force behind my voice and those who know me know I can be LOUD. I have lost my power.
My head hurts. My eyes are tired. I am weak. I would go to urgent care but I need a nap in order to deal. I will hope I can survive the night and go to the doctor in the morning.
Want to take bets on what it is? Bronchitis? Strep? Tuberculosis? Pneumonia? Mono? The Flu? Sars? (Oh yes….WebMd asked me if I had Sars!)
I take one small weekend to unclench….and I end up sick. Pretty sure it is rapidly turning into strep. I should learn my lesson to remain clenched and keep all the germs in check.
God, I feel like shit. And guess what? I have a 2 pm appt today and THREE appts tomorrow that will take 6 hours. 6 hours of remaining upright and clothed. Shit.
Filed under: Uncategorized
I am in a bitch fight with another agent. And she picked the wrong week to fuck with me – I am sick as can be but still have to work 12+ hours a day.
She wants to delay close of escrow for no other reason than to be a bitch. I am making her do twice as much paperwork as I would request of any other agent. She is demanding about things. I am refusing to comply. I am copying her client on emails where she asks me questions I have answered hours before.
To make myself feel better I am having tater tots for dinner.
Filed under: vacation
The rest of the vacation can be summed up like this;
2 nights out til 3 am, 99 degrees while driving home.
LOTS of free drinks. LOTS of shots. Lots of dancing. Lots of people watching at the club. Lots of good music – Homecoming by Kanye, American Boy by Estelle, Crazy Bitch by Buck Cherry
Seeing a cute guy bang a fat chick in the bathroom stall.
Being called beautiful from some guy who had been eyeballing me all night. I should have made out with him.
1 lightening storm at 3 am.
Sleeping in til 9. Breakfast at noon.
Sunday was spa day at The Phoenician. I had a scrub/massage and a facial. We spent 8 hours there, lunch at the pool, naps in the meditation room, 3 showers, reading in the lounge area. I peed 9 or 10 times while we were there. No lie. My bladder did not like Scottsdale.
Astrology:
We got our charts done at the spa and it was hands down the best thing I have done in forever. Some highlights.
“You like to swear. Your mouth is your way of acting out”
“You are breaking the cycle of dependent marriages” I took this to mean I will not get married. He loved that I was single and good at it. This makes me a little sad, but it is what it is, right?
“Your mission is to empower women”. I find this interesting since I hate weakness in women. It drives me nuts when the women in my life accept less that they deserve.
“There was much darkness in your past lives”. I was a mob wife in a past life. I have been repressed and have issues with money. I have issues with control.
He asked me what I wanted to be when I was younger. I said an artist. “What happened?” “I did the math and $100,000 on an education for a $30K/year job did not work”.
“You are not living your passion” So true. “I think you are a writer”. I snort. “I am a barfer, not a writer”. “Do not define yourself by what you are not. You have a unique perspective on the world. You are funny. You need to write more”
The last 18 months have been transformative he says – so true. The next 2 years are going to be amazing he also says. I hope so!
I dreamt about him last night. I loved every moment of listening to him. I want to see him again. We were similar in so many ways….including that we both like boys.
He said things to both of us that were way too on the mark to be a guess. He told her he thought I would be good at real estate (before meeting me). He asked her if she was having an affair (something she has been talking about for months). It was bizarre and perfect and exactly what we needed for this weekend.
