Time passes slowly when you’re ill.
I haven’t been this sick in a while, living off green tea, hot soup and crackers because I don’t have much of an appetite. It also feels sort of lonely.
I had a cough after my presentation last week (thank goodness it was after my presentation), and over the weekend I felt lethargic even though my sore throat disappeared, but the other day I woke up with a horrid cold. I hadn’t slept well and I woke up because I was unable to breathe through my nostrils.
Coming from someone who was almost never sick during thirteen years of school and so many years of university, except for a bout of pneumonia somewhere down the line, I am definitely a whiner. I complain when I’m sick and I hate it. If I was used to it, maybe I wouldn’t. But I hate getting colds and perhaps my immune system is not in the strong shape it used to be. This is definitely the most ill I have been in quite some time.
My senses became very sensitive, I couldn’t stand light and I couldn’t even listen to the sound of people talking at home. I didn’t even want to talk. I didn’t care about the fact that I sounded ill, but the energy it took to even speak a few words was exhausting. I just wanted to sleep, but sleeping was so hard when it was so hard to breathe. The past few nights I’ve laid in the dark, scared of having a really horrid sleep. It took me a long time to get to sleep, tossing and turning, sometimes blowing my nose, until I could get to at least a small amount of comfort.
I would wake up a few hours later hoping it was almost time to get up, but realising only a few hours had passed. 3:00am. Gross.
Yesterday I woke up at 5:30am, keen to get showered and ready for work because I had a meeting at 8:00am, but I totally felt like shit. My head hurt so much and I couldn’t focus on anything. I was taking painkillers, Strepsils, drinking a lot of tea, rubbed some eucalyptus balm on my chest so I could breathe, but I was also getting chills and sweats within ten minutes of each other. One minute I felt cold so I put my jumper and gown and beanie back on, after ten minutes I was sweating under my armpits, but I couldn’t find a comfortable in-between before finding myself with goosebumps on my arms again.
I was coughing up phlegm which I think was a good sign that my sinuses were clearing, until it had a bit of blood in it. It eventually stopped, it must have come from the sore throat. I took Codral yesterday, especially for colds and flu, and it worked a miracle overnight because I slept for twelve hours straight without waking up. I felt much better in the morning though I took today off work as well.
Time passes very slowly when you are sick. I spent a lot of time napping or just lying down, doing a bit of reading, or… nothing. Sometimes I felt like I was doing nothing for hours.
I missed out on a Violent Soho concert tonight because I’m sick. It’s a shame but Nick is probably happy because he is not a fan of the band’s music. :P I have seen the band a few times, but not since they have become so popular. The concert sold out but I still couldn’t manage to sell my tickets.
Because I’ve been sick I don’t anticipate there will be a Fashion Friday tomorrow, unless I am feeling 100% better in the morning, or think of something creative! I feel better today than I did the past few days, so here’s hoping I can return to work see my coworkers again too. It’s felt a bit lonely at home. It’ll be Nick’s last day at his job tomorrow too, so I want to join in on the after-work farewell.
Ah well. It’s my birthday on the weekend, so I hope I am feeling like sunshine and unicorns soon. ☀️🦄