I've been trying to keep very busy lately, going out a lot and being social, so being sick might be a nice break from that.  I still have things to do though, I'm having an Open House on Sunday at my house and Saturday I might be in a parade (if I'm not too sick).

I'm thinking I probably picked this bug up on the Metro.  I usually get sick when I travel, on planes for example, and the Metro seems like the only likely place I could have gotten infected.  It really sucks when you get to Hawaii or the Caribbean and you're sick from the plane.  I might need to buy one of those masks.

Anyway, that's the current status.  Hopefully I'll be better by Monday.

The year I had the worst congestive heart failure was when I spent 9 days in the hospital on IV diuretics. They put an IV in my arm, a catheter in my bladder and just let me lie there and drain. I ultimately lost around 50 pounds. That took quite a toll on my body, though.

I was put in the congestive heart failure program through the hospital and visiting nurses. It didn't take long until I up and ran away. I was soooooo sick. I don't know how I stayed propped up in my van long enough to drive from Vermont to Florida! I threw up and had diarrhea in every state on the way down.

Sitting there driving wasn't too bad...but the moment I stood up each time, I just wanted to die. My head would make waaooowww....waooowww noises as soon as I stood. It cut off my regular hearing as if someone had their hand on a radio dial, cranking it up, then off over and over again. Does anybody know what I'm talking about? What do you call it? How can I look it up?

This has been happening to me over the last couple of weeks. I feel yucky, but OK when sitting and when I get up, the world goes nuts. I've been Googling all sorts of things, but haven't hit upon the right words yet. Can you help? Thanks :-)

Ladytroni kuulama minek sai otsustatud u kuu aja eest, mu esimesel sünnapeol Juditiga kohtudes, kui selgus, et see meile mõlemile meeldib. Ilmselt ära unustades fakti, et minumeelest nende muss on küll kaasakiskuv ning laulusõnad tabavalt iroonilised, kuid ausaltöelda siiski pisut liiga korduvad ühe laulu jooksul. Ehk siis põhjus, miks ma neid ammu kuulanud polnud. They only want you when you´re seventeen, when you´re twenty one, you´re no fun.(küll on jama, et ma hetkel jälle 21 olen!)
Päevinäinud Astoria kontserdisaal linna keskpunktis. Millegipärast seostub see mul alati Boyzone´ga, kui kunagi talvel möödudes seinal nende reunioni kontserdi plakatit nägin. Eriti irooniline. Sissepääsul oli turvakontroll justkui lennujaamas, olnuks seal piiksuvad metalldetektoriga väravad, oldaks mind raudselt mu arvukate metallukkudega pükstes mitu korda nendest läbi käima pandud. Isegi vaatamata sellele, et neid mul eile jalas polnud. Lisaks jään oma hiljutise mõtteavalduse juurde samasooliste turvatöötajate läbiotsimisloa kohta. Kas see pole siis ahistamine, kui mingi kole keskealine lespar naisi läbi kombib? Tõstatan ettepaneku tuua noored poisid naistele tutvakontrolli tegema!
Saal oli suht väljamüüdud, kusjuures kuulajaskonna üldilme tuli mulle üsna üllatav. Mitte et ma teadnuks Ladytroni tüüpilist kuulajaskonda, aga ootamatu oli suur heteromeeste osakaal. Kusjuures sellise välimusega meeste, keda mina ei teaks sinna oodata. Keda kohtaks pigem ehk rokk- või indiekontserdil, ja siis sellised, keda kirjelduse järgi ilmselt emode alla liigitaks, mitte et ma emonduse tundmiseks liiga vana poleks. Igatahes kummaline oli olla nii suure heteromeeste sisaldusega üritusel, pole ammu sellisesse kohta sattunud(kõiki neid viimase aja drääge arvestades), ei teadnud kohe kuidas käituda. :P Mingi üliintelligentse depressioonis roboti nimega tüüp kohe hüppas meiega sõbrunema, ilmselt küll olles pool tundi kuulanud me kolme üleannetut gööltooki.
Aga jah, LÕPUKS tuli bänd ka lavale. Nad nägid päris head välja, umbes nagu tsikkidega Kraftwerk kitarride ja trummiga taustal. Ja valgustus oli lahe. Peab küll tunnistama, et sound tundus algusest peale veidi kahtlane, kuid noh, kontserdi värk, pole kunagi nii puhas kui plaadil. Või mp3-l. Poolepealt läks bänd pausile ja päris pikalt kohe. Alguses naljatasime, et nad niisama tahtsid vaheaega teha, jättes publiku rahutult ootama, kindlasti oli ühel neist vaja vetsu minna ja teisel tsikil läks küüs katki ning nüüd ta keeldub lavale tagasi tulemast. Ilmselt oli küüne murdumine, või pidurdamatu kõhulahtisus, siiski nii ränk, et u poole tunni pärast teatati lavalt elektri jäädavast kadumisest ning monitori surmast. Koos elektriga lahkus ka bänd, küll lubades suuremeelselt samade piletitega juulikuus revanśi.
Mis muud kui aftekale, üle tee SIN-i. Siiski, ilmselt oli poolik kontsert rabavalt mõjunud suurele osale publikust ning ausaltöeldes afteka artistid-DJ-d sakkisid ka kergelt, nii et mõnda aega suht inimtühjadede, kuldsetes baldahiinides suurte peeglitega punaste seinte vahel nina kirtsutades edasi-tagasi tuuseldanult, tekkis omalgi koos süveneva kurguvaluga soov selleks õhtuks alla anda. See pidu minu käest küll kuldseid tärnikesi ei saa!

Besides that, mõni asi hakkab justkui susisema...ja mõni muu asi susiseb jälle vähem. Kurguvalu ei taha kuidagi üle minna, eks me kõik pea oma haigustega koos elama, ja minu oma pole sugugi kõige hullem. Mu hetke põhitöö – rahapesu, tekitab stressi ja paneb unistama muutusest. Ja mõtteraas, kusagil kaugel kuklas, et London on küll tore paik, kuid igaveseks ma siia küll ei jää.

I am really glad that we did.  We have a contagious upper respiratory infection.  Which means that the rest of the family will have it by the time the weekend is over.  So Lauren and I both have amoxicillin to take for the next 10 days.  

I had to chuckle when I got home.  We had gone to Urgent Care since we don't have a doctor right now.  The doctor we got has the first name, Allegra.  For those of you who don't know...Allegra is the name of a drug for allergies. 

We don't have a doctor because ours decided to move to Houston.  I think God is taking care of her right now. A few more weeks of those ants and she will be running right back to where she belongs.  We don't get our new doctor until the middle of next month.  So of course, everyone will get sick now.  Sweet irony.

I was taken more than one time, here's the footage :o

One of my cute faces :)

Look into my eyes
 

Here's when I discover the camera :o

See more at my fickr album

Update: See how is Stifler on his bloggie. He needs urgent purrz !

I have been officially sick on ALL of my days off this last rotation...GRRRR.  I am now convinced that the cold viruses KNOW when I will have long stretches of time off and wait specifically until then to invade my body and make my life a living hell.  I have gone through the gamut of symptoms...starting with an extremely sore throat (which by the way I did gargle with salt water Mom and YES it DID work--even though I hated every second of it--turns out a scientific principle is behind this home remedy--just remember that water follows salt, and so the excess water in the cells of your throat which make it difficult to swallow, follow the salt once you gargle...cool, huh?), stuffed up nose, followed by runny nose (how many tissues can one go through in a day...I'm going to keep track next time because I think I broke a record!), and that crappy feeling that makes you so tired that you want to fall asleep as someone is talking to you but of course doesn't allow you to get more than 20 minutes of sleep at a time!  So now maybe you can understand how I've been feeling.  It makes me so angry, because I've had a lot to blog about, but I've just been feeling too "blah."

The good thing is that I've done a lot of reading.  I've discovered a new author that I really love and she's written a series of books (I believe it is up to 11 or 12 at the moment...wow...lots of good reading in the future!).  Her name is Jennifer Chiaverini and she writes the Elm Creek Quilt series.  I'm currently in the third book, The Cross-Country Quilters (after finishing the first two, The Quilter's Apprentice and Round Robin).  These books are about women who quilt...I know, very generic in description but remember I'm SICK.  If you've never read any of her books, I would encourage you to do so.

That's about all I can muster up to write today.  Wish me luck at work.  Hopefully I'll feel better once I get to work (isn't that sad...usually I do feel better once I'm at work just because I'm so busy I don't have time to feel miserable!).  Oh, and to add to everything--it's raining!  I already wish it was my days off again.

Thank you so much for understanding... and, whatever you do... don't catch this bug, people. It sucks.

Gebrauch unsererer Sprache, wenn der Krüger auch leider kein bißchen lustig ist, nicht einmal so unfreiwillig wie der Sick mit seinen gestelzt konstruierten Geschichten um seine imaginäre Freundin.

Unser aller gute Freundin Google brachte mich vorhin in die "Welt" des Sönke Krüger, wo er sich langatmig der Länge und Breite nach ausließ über die Unart, dem Wort "Kosten" ein Un- voranzustellen.

Dass das falsch ist, war ja nun wirklich nichts für die Abteilung "Neuigkeiten aus aller Welt", aber die Lektüre erinnerte mich an ein Ereignis aus einer Zeit, als ich noch dachte, graue Haare kriegten nur die Anderen:

Es war in der Schule, irgend etwas mit Wirtschaft, und dieser Lehrer mit dem Blutdruckproblem und dem gern mal roten Kopf blökte einen meiner Mitschüler an: „Erzähl' mir nichts von Unkosten! Es gibt keine Unkosten, nur Kosten, denn die Vorsilbe "Un" verneint stets!".

Nun, in dieser Sekunde habe ich mir die Jahreszensur so richtig versemmelt mit der Bemerkung: "Ach so, und wenn einer einen Unfall hat, dann heißt das, er ist gar nicht und auf keinen Fall gefallen?"

Selbiger Lehrer wurde fortan immer tieflila, wenn er mich sah, und gab ganz komische Grunzlaute von sich.

Das ist aber auch schwierig:

Gut, wenn ein Auto von hinten auf ein anderes Auto knallt, dann nennt man das auch "Unfall". Und da ist dann wirklich keiner gefallen. Aber wenn einer vom Baum fällt, so kann das ja nicht jedes Mal "kein Unfall", also Absicht gewesen sein. Denn sonst wäre es ja entweder ein Suizid-Versuch oder derjenige müsste gefallen worden sein.

So gesehen ist also ein Unfall ein Ereignis, das manchmal etwas mit Fallen zu tun hat, manchmal aber auch nicht. Sollte das dann der Korrektheit halber nicht lieber "Vielleicht-Fall" heißen? Oder "Manchmal-Fall"?

Und da sage noch einer, bloß Kant wäre kompliziert. Für Hirnpudding braucht man paradoxerweise gar nicht Philosophie zu studieren – es reicht, einen cholerischen Wirtschaftskunde-Lehrer zu haben.

Ich dagegen habe eine gewisse Freude daran, die reine Vernunft zu kritisieren, obwohl ich relativ sicher bin, dass Kant dass seiner Zeit irgendwie anders gemeint haben muss...

Sucks not being able to do much for my wife as she shivers under two heavy blankets and moans...

Jamie

I fetched his asthma pump and held over his face, without waking him.  Quintus came up behind me and said "You are such a good Mom.  That's so nice of you not to wake him up.  Thank you".

Then during the night we were up for 3 hours straight with Quintus throwing up and generally not feeling well.  I was up and down with him all the time.  Rubbing his back, offering water, giving medication.  Just before he finally fell asleep he said - "I'm so glad you are my mom"

Those words made the entire three hours feel like split seconds. 

The one thing that annoys the hell out of me is little Conservative Elizabeth Hasselbeck who believes in Religion first and foremost and who believes everything else is false or biased or Satan-driven.  I know, obviously their market contains people who identify with her otherwise they would have (and should have, IMO) gotten rid of her eons ago.  But I am sick and tired of her having hissy fits when the other women of the panel disagree with her point of view.  This has gotten significantly better since Rosie has left the show, but still, Elizabeth offers nothing unique or eloquent to the show and no solid opinions or point of views.  She basically sits back and offers commentary through the corner of her mouth and no one responds to her, or she completely butts in and interrupts the person who is speaking.  She annoys me to no end.  I know she is young, but for me, she doesn't represent young women very well.  She represents geriatric Bush followers better than she represents young women.  I wish they would replace her already.  What has she done, really? Attended Catholic school, worked for PUMA selling their equipment, was on Survivor and married an NFL quarterback.  All a person has to do is Google her and see that she is not very well liked on the cast of the View.  A poll in 2008 found that 35% of those 1.35 million people who participated in the poll voted her for Worst Interviewer on Television.  I mean, when people refuse to go on The View because they don't like Hasselbeck, you know it's time to replace her:

In September 2007, Barry Manilow canceled a scheduled appearance on The View because of his dislike of Hasselbeck and her conservative views. Manilow said, "I strongly disagree with her views. I think she's dangerous and offensive. I will not be on the same stage as her." He added, "I had made a request that I be interviewed by co-hosts Joy (Behar), Barbara (Walters) or Whoopi (Goldberg), but not Elisabeth Hasselbeck. Unfortunately, the show was not willing to accommodate this simple request, so I bowed out".***

I just thought I would express my annoyance with her as a co-host on The View.  Not that I think she is a bad person, I just think that she says some very biased opinions and fires off some hurtful and unresearched gibberish when trying to make a point.  She doesn't seem to be able to carry herself in a mature enough manner to be on a panel that faces controversial issues daily.  I would much rather see them boot Hasselbeck and invite Rosie back, than have Hasselbeck there at all.  And I am definetly not a fan of Rosie.

***Quote taken from this Wiki.

Makila's fever had spiked and Laura said she was hallucinating.  She was seeing snakes on the ceiling and thought the towel was a snake coming to get her.  I was completely taken aback...I had never dealt with anything like this.  Laura said when she was little and got high fevers, she remembers hallucinating.  wow.

I tried to go back to sleep after helping comfort Makila, then (about 30 min. later) I heard Laura, "Chad come here quickly!"  I ran over to Makila's room, switched on the light and saw Makila laying on the bed with Laura.  Her eyes were rolled to the back of her head, she was twitching and breathing funny, gulping, like a fish out of water.  I thought, "Oh man, here we go again."  She was in the middle of another seizure due to her high fever.  She shook, twitched and foamed at the mouth.  It probably only lasted for 3 minutes, but as a parent (and you're holding your breath waiting for your child to come out of something like this) it seemed like an eternity.  As I was holding her, a million things went through my mind, mostly along the lines of, "Am I doing the right thing, should I call the ambulance, what if this isn't just a simple seizure, etc. etc.)

Thankfully and after many prayers, it's amazing how many prayers you can say in the space of a three minute emergency, she came out of it.  Pauline and Ric came over to help give a blessing then I stayed with her the rest of the night.  She was exhausted, but didn't go right to sleep.  She still had her fever, but it was only 102.5, instead of the 104 we suspect she had.  After she fell asleep, I dozed off into a fitful sleep of snakes and tunnels (don't ask me why.)  I'd check on her every so often to make sure she was still okay.  This morning, her fever seems to have gone, she looks and feels fine, just a simple cough every now and then.

I sure hate it when my kids are sick.  I'm so glad I have a good wife that doesn't fall to pieces when the going gets tough...she seems to know just what to do and when to do it.  I don't know what I'd do without her.

mum woke me up at 530, promised to drop me off at school in a cab cause she was late, and we ended up leaving an hour later. i should have just woken up at 6am. i slept through the entire cab ride, i was so so tired.

school today was pretty much fine i managed to stay awake, history paragraph writing drills actually went okay even though i blanked out for one of the questions. i might not flunk out of school after all. and maybe i do actually have a functional, analytical brain.

i felt sick for most of today, like puking or generally just a stomach upset. grr. heading down to RJ tmrw morning then rushing off for dance :D and youth in the afternoon if i can find someone to go with me =/

SMUN was pretty fun. research is gonna be so hectic this weekend ): i don't even feel prepared for the RJ seminar tomorrow, omg. it's times like these i wonder why everything has to culminate at once.

sky was nice today though.

i was just staring at it. you can see it's spotty clouds, and in this tiny corner the sun's setting, in it's gorgeous hues. i love the sky.

i'd lie on the synthetic field and stare up at the clouds passing me by, as long as the sun wasn't in my eyes. sadly there're always people on the field. grr.

today was the last day of school for some people and thinking back it feels a little odd, the holidays are coming (just next week!) and i've been looking forward to them for so long that it doesn't seem so exciting anymore? i don't know.

i've been in such a bad mood the last few days, wanting to try to do my best and deciding today to just screw it all. i wonder what you sacrifice when you try to go further, sometimes. and maybe it's not worth it. pushing myself should be just myself, and not at anyone else's cost.

subway dinner :D then PW meeting at estella's house. ice cream and chips omgosh i should really stop eating ahah. I LOVE MY PW GROUP (: our project's quite cool too.

grrrrrroanzxz back to work. i can't say i'm very glad the weekend here; it's not like i'm gonna get much outta it anyway =/

i just sneezed half a dozen times, i feel like dying now. i. feel. damn. sick. i wish i could just go sleep. one. more. day. i can do this.

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if you just realize what i just realize then we'd be;

ugh thats all i have in me for now. the sickly germs cancel out all the awesome witty cells.

.....talk to you later?

Laura

i hate having a cold. it started with a scratchy swollen throat and now has resulted in awesome congestion in the whole nose/throat area. rock. as happy as i am to be sick on a friday and not have to take any sick days off at work, it kind of trashes my weekend. stupid cold!  I love the whole "my head is in a vice" feeling, it makes me flash back to watching Three Stooges movies with my Dad and somehow Curly almost always ended up with his head in a vice.  In what normal version of reality are there vices randomly lying around?  And now I'm cold-rambling...sorry.

I did almost accidentally take night-time cold meds this morning which would have been hilarious right about now at work.  Here's to a day at work with little to no productivity because apparently I become a moron when I have a cold...my ability to reason and create goes right out the window...probably because snot is clogging up my brain.

good times.

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I'm unwell.  Unwell, as in I expect I'll be sick soon.  A rational adult might of called their Dr. by now, but that's not how I roll.  Ordinarily I run a symptom check on Web MD, tell my Dr. what to scratch on his ℞ pad, then strongly consider having it filled. 

But my routine has been disrupted.  It seems that "hurty thumping kidneys" and "I can feel my liver getting fat" (mmm  foie gras)  Returns No Results on my trusted medical site.   Plan B ☞Worry my way to a symptom Web Md can diagnose, then consider treating that. (mmm  Prozac)