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2007-05-07 - 8:32 p.m. Oh, dear diaryland, there you are - unbroken again. When was that whole blog silence day? I bet I participated inadvertently. I'm just going to whine on here anyway. But you missed a couple of good rants. I'll see if I can get worked up about some things again in the coming days. That whole feeling better thing was very short-lived. Now I'm back on the nasty antibiotic for more than twice as long as the first time. The taste in my mouth is indescribably awful and makes everything I eat taste bad. I got so dizzy so suddenly at work that I literally fell into a wall, and then staggered like a drunk back to my desk. (And, yes, I am blaming it on the antibiotic.) The insert cautions against driving or operating machinery and taking vitamins and drinking milk and going out in the sun and having too much of caffeine-containing foods. I've never taken an antibiotic with so many cautions before. But, oh, wouldn't it be wonderful if I felt better? I lay around all weekend because I just didn't have the energy to do anything. I did go to work today, but I had some serious doubts about the whole deal. The thing is that I don't even feel that sick - except for the fatigue and malaise. I'm hoping that by Wednesday or Thursday I'll be feeling better. I keep almost wondering if feeling better before was some kind of delusion or mirage. I don't think I was making it up, but it feels unreal now. And then I wonder if this sickness is a mirage. If I just pulled up my socks and thought positive thoughts, would I feel better? But remember how happy I was when I felt better. How normal it felt? How natural it was to have energy and want to do things? I have to go to sleep soon.
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