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Current Status: Sick as a Dog
On Sunday, I pulled an all-nighter to finish a story for Circle of Friends. I still fully intend on writing the stories I'd originally intended (there was also a misunderstanding between Aadler and myself; I was assigned Deird1, and when he told me she'd dropped out and asked me to remix Eiland, I took that as an "instead of", while he was meaning "as well". Which is fine, but both of us thought that we'd communicated/understood, and if there'd been any doubt, either one of us would have sought clarification. Looking back over the messages, it was absolutely me that misunderstood, but he's been nice and told me to just post it up when I can.)
Got about two hours of sleep before we had to go to a Nano thing; my region has a "Thank Goodness It's Over" party and had reserved tables at a Japanese place and we'd already RSVPed, so I really couldn't have just dropped out unless it were an honest emergency or "we're really sick". We had a good time, but when we were coming back, I got slammed by a sudden onset migraine. (Realized later that the reason my symptoms were so weird was because I was having a panic attack at the same time that it hit.)
And then I proceeded to have that stupid migraine until Thursday.
I finally kicked it on Thursday night, and decided that I would write on Friday to finish up these stories, since at that point, it was around 9 o'clock. Not late enough that I'd be going to sleep, but not early enough that I wanted to get involved in writing, because that way lies insomnia.
It was a good plan until I woke up on Friday Sick As A Dog. It's a head cold, but it's like the head cold from Hell, and the sinus issues are triggering migraines, yay. And to make it worse, this lovely head cold is trying desperately to move down into my chest.
I'm currently medicated up the whazoo and I'm chugging chicken soup and orange juice like crazy. I'm feeling a lot better than I was on Friday, but still feel extremely lousy. Everything hurts, I can't get warm, and breathing through my nose? Not going to happen. Which is all kinds of fun when I'm sleeping, because I'm such a nose breather that I will wake up unable to breathe because Stupid Body decided to breathe through my nose instead of keep breathing through my mouth like I have been.
Got about two hours of sleep before we had to go to a Nano thing; my region has a "Thank Goodness It's Over" party and had reserved tables at a Japanese place and we'd already RSVPed, so I really couldn't have just dropped out unless it were an honest emergency or "we're really sick". We had a good time, but when we were coming back, I got slammed by a sudden onset migraine. (Realized later that the reason my symptoms were so weird was because I was having a panic attack at the same time that it hit.)
And then I proceeded to have that stupid migraine until Thursday.
I finally kicked it on Thursday night, and decided that I would write on Friday to finish up these stories, since at that point, it was around 9 o'clock. Not late enough that I'd be going to sleep, but not early enough that I wanted to get involved in writing, because that way lies insomnia.
It was a good plan until I woke up on Friday Sick As A Dog. It's a head cold, but it's like the head cold from Hell, and the sinus issues are triggering migraines, yay. And to make it worse, this lovely head cold is trying desperately to move down into my chest.
I'm currently medicated up the whazoo and I'm chugging chicken soup and orange juice like crazy. I'm feeling a lot better than I was on Friday, but still feel extremely lousy. Everything hurts, I can't get warm, and breathing through my nose? Not going to happen. Which is all kinds of fun when I'm sleeping, because I'm such a nose breather that I will wake up unable to breathe because Stupid Body decided to breathe through my nose instead of keep breathing through my mouth like I have been.