Too much coffee.
Too much coffee.
13 miles from home. Stopped at my parents house to feed their cats. New…issue…has developed with my age, I’m assuming. I now get car sick. Darco has to take over the driving due to my nausea.
On a positive note check out how much a full, 500+ mile, tank of fuel cost!
I’ve been in the teacher’s shoes now. Being sick (cold), and still needing to be in class. I’m on my third week of class at a local middle school. I’ve been running off a diet of Day-Quil with a side of Ny-Quil. It’s working, but by night time I’m spent (I’m falling asleep while typing this).
Friday is my last day in my current position (unless told otherwise). I’m already becoming sad at the notion of having to move on, and back to bouncing around as a sub.
Sure, some folks say, “Be prepared to stay”, but sadly…I’m not really a qualified teacher, at all. There’s no real reason why a district would want to keep me versus starving post-college educators that are desperate. Just my two cents. It makes me sad. I love what I’m doing, but the truth is what I offer isn’t necessarily enough. Yes, I pray that a miracle occurs, but I also fight to keep my heart safe. When it comes to employment I’m tired of not being good enough.
Darco slept…I’m not kidding from 10:00 PM last night to 12:00 PM this afternoon. That would be a staggering 14 hours without getting up, once! I tagged on another 10 hours last night as well. Frankly, someone could have stolen “the dark one” and we would not have known due to sleep.
The light is at the end of the tunnel, I can see it, but our family is taking quite the beating in order to get there.
Nose is finally cleared up, the headache is vanishing, and I can hear things out of both ears. I made it to work, drank my smoothie, and am still working on my hot black tea with lemon and honey. I finally feel human again. There was a toll to this though, sadly Darco is now out with the same crud for the weekend.
Believe it or not, this is the first time since we’ve been together that both of us have succumbed to the same ailment. In fact, to date there hasn’t been a time that Darco’s been sick until now.
I suppose this officially makes us a real family.
I’ve missed being at the office for three days this week. I missed out on the ALS ice bucket challenge, I missed out on pupusas El Salvador style…all because of this stupid cold.
All the nasty stuff has ended, minus a serious sinus issue in my head, and an occasional blocked ear. Sudefed didn’t meet my anticipation so I’m switching over to DayQuil to get this crud moving. The coughing has started, and I know that one place that I’m at serious fault for is not staying hydrated through all of this.
I’ve been reading up on sinus congestion, colds, the flu, etc…and you know what I’m learning? It’s not uncommon for this garbage to hang around for seven days. SEVEN DAYS! Forget that garbage, I’ll drug myself stupid to get out of this apartment tomorrow. My head may not be in it, but I’ve got to get out.
I took a shower for the first time in three days…
That’s where the adventure ended. Between the vertigo, pressure, and sinus headache I was KO’d by the time I left the bathroom.
Praise God I have a job where I can work from home…
…I’m so sick of this garbage.