Joey called me this morning at 6:40am to tell me he was in Grand Prairie! MY JOEY! HERE!! IN THE METROPLEX!!!
i was so excited i took a long hot shower (to hack up my lungs and help with the congestion, actually) got dressed and ran off to work. i got there way too early and went to the store instead, got some meds, food, and big bags of Halloween M&Ms for .50ea! even after the store, i got to work at 8:30 so i ate some pineapple, grabbed a handful of M&Ms and took my meds. i cleared up some of the loose ends from yesterday and talked to a few people before i logged in.
that�s where everything started going WRONG.
my head started hurting and my stomach got queasy within half an hour. i knew the cold meds had Tylenol and i didn't want to take too much medicine to i only took one Excedrin Migraine because it's been over 15 years since Tylenol got rid of ANY headache of mine, let alone one that came on so fiercely.
by 10:30 it was twice as bad and i was breaking out in chills AND a sweat at the same time. my stomach was rolling.
by 11:30 i couldn't take it anymore and IMed my lead, Michelle asking her how it would be taken if i, like, had to leave. she said it'd be fine. i told her i was trying to hold out as long as i could because i knew coverage was thin on the lunch hour, but if it got any worse i'd jet while i could still drive.
by noon i was DONE. i was down to breathing shallow and slow hisses between clenched teeth on a jaw of steel because throwing up is, for me, a traumatic experience. i was sick a LOT as a kid and i have two words for you: Phenergan Suppositories. there is NOTHING i won't do to avoid throwing up. i e-mailed my boss and Michelle and left.
the drive that normally takes an hour (to or fro) took a whole 20 minutes and i was home, slipping into bed to curl in a ball and focus on not puking.
i emailed Leesah from my phone because she wanted to meet me for lunch, and i fell asleep.
i woke up once, at 2:30, coughing like the world was ending and had to sit up and hold my breath until it was under control. to pass the time i braided my hair in twin braids. i remember thinking that i didn't want to get puke in my hair. i fell asleep petting Boshi's paw. i don't think she left my side most the day.
i woke again at 5:55 and wanted Angel. i called him. he was almost home. he made me an English muffin and i ate that and caught up on e-mail & myspace while i chatted with The Ronica. i sent some pictures to her & The Tick, ate some Wendy's nuggets and here we are to right now. i am typing this. typing . . . typing . . . typing and telling the cat to get her drippy snatch away from my desk. coughing . . . typing . . . posting this bitch so i can take my meds and go to bed and snuggle with my baby.
confessed on Thursday, Nov. 10, 2005