Friday, August 26, 2005

It's like I can't breathe

...with apologies to Kelly Clarkson because that's not a bad song, really, even if it's not so much lyrics I want my daughter singing... It's like I can't breathe, without you inside of me? Oh yikes...

Well I took my antibiotics last night, and the decongestants (the prescription label said take one or two twice daily, so yesterday I had four - two at about 7 am and two at dinnertime, about 6:30. That is correct, right?? Because, holy crap. Obviously these decongestants are Not My Friend. I was awake until about 2:30 A.M., an hour I haven't really seen since about 1987, except for that little casino trip recently. )

I tried to go to bed around 10:30 and just couldn't get comfortable. The sinus infection seems to be migrating down to bronchitis or something. I sound like an old woman who smokes five packs a day, and I feel like someone has their fist plunged into my right lung and they are scooping around trying to find the prize at the bottom of the cereal box. Dammit.

So when the Mr. came in about an hour later to go to sleep I tried to be noble, since he had to actually GET some sleep to go to work today. I went out to the family room and stretched out on the recliner, where for the first time I noticed that our vcr's clock isn't set (we have DVR, we only use the vcr to play tapes for the kids). The damn VCR was blinking like an airport beacon. I shoved a book in front of it because I knew that in my groggy state I wouldn't be able to make that effer stop blinking. Then I was cold, and I opened the one cabinet where I knew a blanket was stashed, only to find that it was put in with those nasty scented candles you light to keep mosquitoes away (except they never work). So the blanket reeked and I let that smell out into the entire room. Dammit.

At this point I knew I wouldn't fall asleep so I went over to the computer to surf around.

This was about the most amusing thing I found in my semi-stoned condition:

Hey, that's all I've got today. It's a beautiful day and I feel like crap. I'm depressed as hell because it's GORGEOUS out and I barely have the oomph to walk around. Goodnight.
PS: Any and all more interesting links would be appreciated.

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