I tried to leave early this morning so that I could go to the college’s health clinic. That did not work out . . . it took extra long to get Nick situated this morning, through no fault of his or mine. Just blame mother nature.
So I get to work maybe an hour early and go to the clinic. I actually get into an exam room, but at 12:20 I had to leave for my 12:30 class without being seen. The clerk was really nice . . . if the nurse practitioner had gotten to me, the clerk would have brought any prescriptions to wherever I was on campus.
But they are open tomorrow until noon. If I still feel half-dead, I’ll go then.
Nov 19, 01:57PM PST | 4 cheers | 8 comments
I am grateful for . . .
1. rescheduling my advising for tomorrow. I will be lucky to get through class, much less advising.
2. Kleenex
3. Hot tea & honey
4. Working despite my cold
5. Soup
Nov 17, 10:15PM PST | 3 cheers | 0 comments
After one day of general malaise and two days of laryngitis, sore throat, and a voice resembling that of a pitbull on helium (i.e., squeaky and unintelligible), I am moving into stage three, which seems to involve constant coughing and a resultant inability to sleep.
I am drinking hot tea and honey and hoping that sleep will find me soon.
Also hoping I don’t run out of honey. The plastic bear is almost empty.
Nov 17, 09:59PM PST | 6 cheers | 9 comments
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