why am I not better yet??!!
Oct. 11th, 2001 10:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cassidyroseDamn. That is all I have to say about this stupid, stupid cold/sinus thing. Damn, damn, damn!!!
I have been sleeping a lot in an effort to fend off the sick-ickies, but they still got me. I am feeling worse everyday. I had a difficult time sleeping last night as decongestants sometimes keep me awake, and last night was one of those nights. Of course, I was also having a difficult time breathing and getting comfortable. ::sigh:: My head and face hurt, my nose is stuffy, and I am starting to have that awful swollen quality to my voice.
In better news, my sister arrived safely in San Jose last night from Tampa. We went out to dinner and she stayed over. She left this morning to stay with my parents for the rest of her vacation. I am glad she is home safely.
I am still weirded out and scared by this war. I am also very scared of biochemical warfare. I don't want to die. That sounds very childish, but that is really the basis of a lot my fears--I don't want to die and I do not want anyone I know to die. I do not handle death well.
It's been a week since M. was laid off and the reality that no more money will be coming in on his end, at least for a while, is beginning to set in with me. It is scary and unsettling. This is the first time in my adult life that I have been in a position where my household is bringing in far less money than it needs to pay the basic bills. At least before L. and I have student loans to float us.
Well, I better get some work done and eat something and take some more cold medicine.
I have been sleeping a lot in an effort to fend off the sick-ickies, but they still got me. I am feeling worse everyday. I had a difficult time sleeping last night as decongestants sometimes keep me awake, and last night was one of those nights. Of course, I was also having a difficult time breathing and getting comfortable. ::sigh:: My head and face hurt, my nose is stuffy, and I am starting to have that awful swollen quality to my voice.
In better news, my sister arrived safely in San Jose last night from Tampa. We went out to dinner and she stayed over. She left this morning to stay with my parents for the rest of her vacation. I am glad she is home safely.
I am still weirded out and scared by this war. I am also very scared of biochemical warfare. I don't want to die. That sounds very childish, but that is really the basis of a lot my fears--I don't want to die and I do not want anyone I know to die. I do not handle death well.
It's been a week since M. was laid off and the reality that no more money will be coming in on his end, at least for a while, is beginning to set in with me. It is scary and unsettling. This is the first time in my adult life that I have been in a position where my household is bringing in far less money than it needs to pay the basic bills. At least before L. and I have student loans to float us.
Well, I better get some work done and eat something and take some more cold medicine.
