Please excuse me for some whining and self-pity.

[janradder]

For nearly the past two weeks I've had a fairly hideous cold and then an even more hideous stomach flu (that just won't go away) which is why I really haven't been posting or reading anyone's journals. It's gotten to the point now, where I am starting to forget what it ever felt like to be well. On top of the illness, my body has decided for whatever reason that it should start cooking up a new migraine every other day so that on the days I get to sleep in for an extra half-hour because haddayr is taking care of the boys, I can't since I'm instead lying in bed thinking my head might burst. Due to illness and migraines, I've missed about a week and a half of writing. I just hope I'm feeling better soon.

Comments

[mia-mcdavid.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry that things suck. I know what it's like to be just sick and tired of being sick and tired.

For the migraines, try imagining that your hands and feet are getting warm; this may help the blood flow into your extremities and away from your head; a friend of mine says it worked for her.

[janradder.livejournal.com]

I've got meds that get rid of the pain -- they just leave me drowsy and out-of-sorts for the rest of the day (which, admittedly, is better than horrible, brain-exploding pain, but still gets kind of old after a few days).

[st-writes.livejournal.com]

Good god, that sounds horrible. I hope you feel better soon.

[janradder.livejournal.com]

Thanks (most of the truly horrible part is over -- it's just the lingering dregs now, though I could certainly due without the damn migraine attacks).

[justinhowe.livejournal.com]

That sounds wretched.

At the antiquarian bookfair I saw a Tijuana Bible starring Poopdeck Pappy. It was called "Poopdeck on Deck". Sadly, it was double bagged in mylar, so I have no idea what it was about - but maybe thinking about some Poopdeck Pappy action will drive the demons out of your body.

Hope to hear you're well again soon.

[janradder.livejournal.com]

Holy crap! I'd imagine it would have to be double bagged in mylar just to keep the unimaginable dread trapped inside (though I suppose since some unfortunate soul imagined it, unimaginable is probably not the best descriptor).

[geniusofevil.livejournal.com]

don't forget, you gave your wife your cold

[janradder.livejournal.com]

That is true, though it was only after Éiden gave it to me.

[geniusofevil.livejournal.com]

blaming your kid? How low, man.

[janradder.livejournal.com]

I'm in a low place, right now.

[geniusofevil.livejournal.com]

how about now?

[janradder.livejournal.com]

Getting better.

[geniusofevil.livejournal.com]

now?

[janradder.livejournal.com]

Pretty good!

[geniusofevil.livejournal.com]

good!

[dsgood.livejournal.com]

Hope you're better soon.

[janradder.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

[sacwentie.livejournal.com]

I hope you are, too.
I was in St Marks bookstore the other night, and I had a flash of being in there with you. Seems plausible.

[janradder.livejournal.com]

I was confused about the comment until Haddayr told you were in New York. I'm so glad to hear that St. Mark's is still there.

[snurri.livejournal.com]

You guys need to get better STAT, or move to a new house that is not infested with plague.

[janradder.livejournal.com]

Or bar the door from relatives who visit whilst bearing said plague.