Posts Tagged ‘illness’

For those who don’t know I was stuck down ill on Tuesday night. I managed to claw my way back into work today but that was probably a mistake given how I am feeling now.

In any case last night didn’t help. Having not really slept properly since Monday night I finally managed to drift off in the early-ish hours of this morning having gone to bed about 11pm. And by gone to bed I mean tried to sleep, I didn’t actually get out of bed at any point yesterday save to make myself some food.

Anyway, I had finally dozed off when I was awoken at the sound of my UPS beeping like crazy at 3:30am. The power had gone out.

Needing to sort out my computers I reached for my torch, carefully positioned on my bed side table for such occasions. Of course being ill and knowing I needed plenty of fluids I had carefully positioned a glass of orange juice next to my bed.

Of course, it went flying spilling it’s contents over the top of my bedside table as well as the wires and printer sitting below it. And of course I couldn’t see to mop it up because we didn’t have any power so none of the lights were working.

So here I am, cleaning up the mistakes of last night despite the fact I’m physically exhausted and despite the fact I still have loads more to do tonight before I can sleep.

But at least through it all, I know I have you. All of you. Everyone of you, each of you different and each of you amazing in your own special way. I honestly don’t know what I would do without you. Never leave me, Dairy Milk.

Day two was Tueday and I was still feeling crap but decided to push ahead with my plan of trying to drink through it. After all, with it being an A-Soc social night it’s pretty much my job. I wasn’t even taking it easy and with it being the last day of the wine festival, when Graham tried to order a glass of wine he came away with the bottle.

On the negative side it didn’t make me much better. But the on plus side it didn’t make me any worse – I work up Wednesday morning feeling rough but with no signs of a hangover so I once again seem to have managed to stop drinking at the appropriate time and get enough water in me.

Wednesday night I finally gave up – relucantly cancelled on York Brights and headed to bed which I was in before 6pm.

My blogging has been very sporadic recently.

Mainly because I’ve either been at work or in bed and so haven’t really had chance to blog or had anything to blog about. I’m gradually getting back on my feet now though so hopefully by tomorrow I should be feeling fine again.

I really hope so anyway as next week is going to be a busy one. I have the A-Soc holiday meal on Tuesday, then I have Wednesday off and then I have 4 back to back parties – work’s Christmas do, Jenna’s Christmas do, Sarann and Liz’s birthday party and then my mum’s birthday do.

I’ve been stuck down with something, so much so that I took my first ever sick day yesterday. Which I don’t think is too bad given that I’ve been working, albeit it part time some of the time) for about two and a half years now.

I’m getting back on my feet now though and hopefully should have caught up with everything by the start of next week.

With colds running rampant throughout wider society particularly on campus, last night’s podcasting suffered from the fact that almost everyone involved was either ill or had lost their voice.

Never the less we battled on and made some rather interesting shows including a long discussion about the potential of parodying jazz cafe with a slightly less clean focus 😉 . We also managed to get Fonze to speak at this one, mainly due to so many other people bailing so it’s worth listening to to hear him break his long time silence.

While it is true that I didn’t make it to bed until gone 8 yesterday morning, I was on a relatively low amount of substances. While everyone else was consuming large amounts of alcohol and other drugs, I didn’t drink that much and kept my non-alcohol fluid intake at a sensible level.

I think I have a right to moan then when I felt absolutely dead yesterday. I woke up about 2 in the afternoon having had some sleep (not a great deal but I was half asleep for the last hour of Nicola’s anyway) and felt shocking. I figured I might need some food but one lunch later and I was still feeling awful so I ended up going back to bed.

I was feeling a bit better by the evening so I got up again at 8 as I really needed to get some urgent work done before Monday morning came round again and having drugged myself up I forced myself to go see everyone from work for an hour as I was determined the day wasn’t going to be a total write off and wasn’t feeling too bad by this point.

Never the less, I feel robbed of a day. While everyone else was off their face on alcohol and MDMA, I was taking it easy and yet I came away feeling worse. I could well have picked up a mild form of Nicola’s cold in which case I’ve certainly been robbed there is only fair way to pick up a cold off someone 😉 . Ah well, as long as I don’t slow down I’ll be fine. Right?