Monday, I went to the Doctor... We do a check up every 6 months... She likes to keep an eye on my cholesterol, and I like to keep an eye on the hottie at the front desk... apparently I missed one, so it's been a little over a year... We go through our normal routine... As I'm getting ready to leave... Do you want a flu shot?... um no, thanks tho... those things make me nervous...
(side note: My Doc has no sense of humor)... Every time I go, It reminds me this... I went, I was actually sick...
Doc- Well Syn... It looks like you have Acute Bronchitis...
Me- Awww, Thanks... Doc, are you hitting on me?
Nothing... Not even a half smile... You could hear crickets... (giggle)
The rest of my Monday is filled with errands... got a Christmas tree (Ugly Betty Style)... do a little Christmas shopping, this and that... Monday night feeling a little run down...
Tuesday, get up, get ready for work... about mid-day, I feel like shit... I head back to the Doctor's office, she checks me out... I feel so bad, I'm not even looking at hottie... She gives me my meds...I go home and go to bed... sleep, eat soup, sleep, water, sleep, pee, sleep... I'm not sure what day it was, I woke up, freezing... I put on clothes, get a blanket and lay back down... I woke up again... This is my train of thought, apparently I had a fever...
not sure what time it is it's dark I can't lift my head to see the clock don't even know if my eyes are open Ciccoco (roommate) is trying to kill me I know he's got the air on it's so cold he hates me I need to call Cinny (sister) she will know what to do she has kids she's gone through this before I mean you know you've had a fever but chills are different starve a fever feed a cold or is it feed a fever starve a cold I can't call her its probably like 3:00 in the morning how am I gonna get all that ice in the bathtub... and so on...
You get the idea... yeah, I had a fever 103.something... I have to tell you tho, I was a little disappointed... The last time I had a fever, I think it got up to 104...
I had hallucinations, not just delirium... I was laying in bed... There were chipmunks running around my room... No, not Alvin, not Chip and Dale... no clothes, more like Snow White... they ran around the room... jumping from here to there... Surprisingly, they didn't knock anything over... at one point... one of them jumped to the bed, close to me, but not too close... he just looked at me... I think he was trying to figure out why I didn't go to work that day... Hmmm...
I sure do miss them...
As Always, Be Kind To Yourselves... I'm Fine Thanks For Asking...
5 comments:
Get well soon Synrgy! Chipmunks huh? Hmm. Interesting.
Hope you are feeling better Synrgy. Doctors can be a very boring bunch of people, I like to think that I'm an exception. I probably go a little overboard, I show patients my nipple piercing and tattoos on my shoulders. Laughter is the best medicine, maybe you need to find a more humourous Doc.
McDreamy.
Synrgy, I hope you're feeling better. I hate being sick because it means I'm no longer in control.
Remember to take lots of fluids and stay warm.
Well I'm glad you're feeling better? And LOL @ Chipmunks! That must've been quite an experience. And yeah, your Doc needs to work on that personality!
Sounds like one hell of a trip Syn!
Hope all is well.
And as for the help on the runway show we are going to organise (see my blog)
Aren't you doing the model's hair? Chad will need hours of attention alone
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