Couldn’t be More Monday
Alright then. I’ve had enough of all this. I slept almost all of yesterday and all of last night and yet it’s just past 10 am and I’m seeing double and having a hard time drawing a breath with cringing in pain. I am reluctant to move my shoulders at all and my arms remain clamped to my sides in an attempt to restrict movement.
I woke up Saturday morning with a sore throat so now I’m being attacked by that too…my eyelids have swollen up and are a lovely chapped red colour…hurts when I blink. I have no freaking idea what’s up with that one. Feels like allergies aside from the sore throat and there is congestion and a cough that comes and goes. Another fun-filled week ahead! lol
I managed to sleep almost the entire weekend. We slept past noon (all three of us) on both days of the weekend and I was out before dinner time both nights, which would lead one to assume I had managed to get enough rest. Unfortunately, my sleep-a-thon did little good…maybe my body was using all its energy on killing the virus rather than healing my body (or whatever it does with me while I’m asleep).
No news on that job I was supposed to hear back from on Friday. No news, in this case, is not good news, I suspect. What will be, will be though right? *sigh* I think I’m up for one more interview next week if the gal calls me back. I’m getting calls from that private hire doc too but that one is without benefits. Won’t work so well for me. I’m all for taking a giant pay cut but I’m not willing to go without medication. I’d just end up putting myself back years…hell, may even shorted my life span. For some insane reason, I’d still like to stick around as long as I can. For Colt if nothing else.
The sun is out today, finally, and I’ve got my window cracked open so I can hear the birds in the courtyard. They seem to love to fly into the centre of the buildings and sing so they can hear their echo come back to them. It must be cool to suddenly find your tiny bird voice amplified and echoing. lol…It looks so much like they just do it for fun. Makes me happy. I’ll miss that little courtyard when I leave here. Not much else, but there for sure.
Ah well. Monday. I’m so tired and all I want is my bed. Can’t wait for home time so I can go back to sleep.
Tomorrow I have to remember to bring my medical files in. It is probably just the stress with the job that’s causing things to be so bad physically plus the drop in immunity which leads to me having to fight this cold but every time things change, I worry a bit. I also kind of hope that *this* new symptom will suddenly make a light go off in my GP’s head and she’ll say “Oh Grainne! I can’t believe we didn’t think of this before!” and then the world will make sense again. Ha. I know. But you’ve gotta hope, if nothing else.
Sooo yeah. It’s Monday, I’m in enormous pain, my stomach is a churning pit of lava I’m so tired I’m seeing double and I think I just got my period. It’s a hell of a way to start the week.
This is such a shitty way to live life.