sick
Submitted by twiztc on Mon, 04/08/2013 - 16:46
Ok, so I've not been so good at this daily blogging thing.
The trouble is I write in the forums, I do the daily 'good day to you all' and write in my pen and paper diary every night(I just like the feeling of old fashioned writing) so to do the blog too makes me feel like I'm stuck in groundhog day.
I'm feeling pretty sorry for myself today. Last night I was having my usual trouble getting off to sleep and at around 1:30am I was just starting to drift when I had a sneeze attack. That was it BAM! iwas stuffed up solid and everytime I started drifting my mouth closed (I'm a nose breather) so I was losing out on oxygen and wake gasping for air. This happened every twenty minutes or so all through the night.
I still got up at 7:30am for work but I wasn't feeling good. Hubby caught me asleep at my desk.. well sort of asleep at about 10:30. Not good. I stayed for about an hour but it was hard to breathe, hard to keep my eyes open and of course hard to concentrate. Hubby said I looked like death and told me he was taking me home. This time I didn't argue..
I got home, put TV on and spent the afternoon drifting till he got home from work.
The trouble is I write in the forums, I do the daily 'good day to you all' and write in my pen and paper diary every night(I just like the feeling of old fashioned writing) so to do the blog too makes me feel like I'm stuck in groundhog day.
I'm feeling pretty sorry for myself today. Last night I was having my usual trouble getting off to sleep and at around 1:30am I was just starting to drift when I had a sneeze attack. That was it BAM! iwas stuffed up solid and everytime I started drifting my mouth closed (I'm a nose breather) so I was losing out on oxygen and wake gasping for air. This happened every twenty minutes or so all through the night.
I still got up at 7:30am for work but I wasn't feeling good. Hubby caught me asleep at my desk.. well sort of asleep at about 10:30. Not good. I stayed for about an hour but it was hard to breathe, hard to keep my eyes open and of course hard to concentrate. Hubby said I looked like death and told me he was taking me home. This time I didn't argue..
I got home, put TV on and spent the afternoon drifting till he got home from work.
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