That sums up my weekend so far. I ended up working 5-8 Thursday night since a person at work quit and they needed someone to cover. It’s a good thing I did work. Friday I worked 6 hours at textbook services. When I got home, I felt absolutely miserable. My sinuses were clogged, I had a sore throat, and my ears were killing me. I decided I couldn’t wait to see a doctor. Robert was a saint and took me into the Hudson Hospital ER. It turns out I have a viral/cold thing. Antibiotics won’t do anything to help. The only thing that helps is to take suphedrine (Sudafed) and lots of ibuprofen. I was supposed to work 9-3 on Saturday. I got up at 8, took a shower, and then was in tears cuz I felt so shi**y. I called into work at 8:30 and told them I couldn’t make it. I spent from 8:30-4 just resting on Robert’s couch, watching tv. His parents and James came down to find brakes for James’ truck and to help get rid of the refrigerator that’s been on Robert’s porch as long as he’s lived there. I did get off the couch to ride along to New Richmond area to drop off the fridge. At 4:00 I laid down to take a nap. I finally got up at 5 and headed back to River Falls. Liz was cleaning the apartment since her dad and Maureen were coming to take her out for the evening. If I had known she was going to be gone so long, I would have stayed at Robert’s longer. While she was gone, I talked a little bit online and laid low. I called it a day at 12:30, which is later than I should have, but Liz and I were talking. This morning I got up at 8 because of pain in my ears. I was feeling better than yesterday and was contemplating going in to work tonight (4-close), but then realized that I was exhausted after being up for only 2 hours. I called into work sick again tonight. Next time I’m in there, which will be either Monday or Wednesday to get my schedule, I need to bring a doctor’s note. I hope my letter from the ER works since I didn’t get anything signed my the doctor I saw. I thought that I would be able to work tonight. If it doesn’t cover it, then I guess that’s just too bad for them. I wouldn’t have been able to work at all. I felt so bad for not going in, but I need to put myself and school first.
Robert came over this afternoon at 3 to watch the Packer game with us. However, we have Minnesota cable, so we were able to watch the Vikings, but then they quit showing football. Instead, Cops was on. Yay. So from 3-7 we didn’t watch a whole lot of anything. Liz had to go into work for about an hour or so, so Robert and I played two games of Sorry! We watched the Emmy’s tonight. There were some good surprises, and some where I didn’t get why the person or whatever won. But I guess that’s how it goes.
The part of being messed up is a little odd. I don’t know if it’s because I’m sick, or what. Last night while Liz was out, I put in Les Mis to listen to. One of the songs is “Bring Him Home” which is Jean Valjean praying that God will protect his future son-in-law while off fighting. Of course I think of John whenever I hear it, so that made me cry. I was also talking to Robert online and while the song was playing, he said he was going to go to bed. That’s fine and dandy with me. I know he needs his sleep. However, for some reason it made me cry even more. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve been sick, or because I’m on the pill, or what. It was just weird. I took a stuffed animal and just laid on the couch crying. Robert called me a few minutes later and wanted to make sure I was ok. He was willing to drive to River Falls at 10:30 at night to get me if I wanted him to. He is so wonderful. I convinced him that I would be ok, and that he should just go to bed.
I’ve been taking my drugs every 4 hours for the past day now. I really notice it if I delay taking them. I took a dose at noon. I was feeling fine at 4, so I wanted to see how long I could go. Big mistake. By 7:30 I was having pain again, and I finally took drugs at 10 so I would be able to sleep. They haven’t fully kicked in yet cuz my ears are still throbbing. At 10:00 tonight I was suddenly hit by my cuddly mood. Luckily Robert was still here so I could just stand and hug him all I wanted. It was rather nice. I can’t wait to be able to do that whenever I want. But I’m just rambling now.
Mom called me tonight and gave me the greatest idea for John’s Christmas present. I have to start working on it now in order to get it done in time. I’m going to write about childhood memories I have with him. I have a list started so I can remember them when I go to write. In addition to the letter, I’m going to find a small Lego set and bake some sugar cookies for him that he likes so much. So I’m excited to work on that. But I’m tired. I think I’m going to start heading in the general direction of my bed. Write more later.