Off to the doctor again...

Yep, I'm off work again, and this time I'm getting a certificate for it. And hopefully something for this cough - it's keeping me awake at night. At one stage I woke up coughing so much I didn't think I was going to stop; in the end I had to sit up and just concentrate on breathing and not throwing up in my lap. Not the most pleasant awakening.

Got my appointment in less than an hour, so I'd better go tidy up. I don't care if Hollywood's Gorgeous People are wearing ugh boots in public, it's still the epitome of dagginess to me. *grins* But they are warm, which is why they're worn inside.

Be nice to talk to someone, even if it is a doctor - yesterday I didn't speak to another person, all day. Scary stuff. It means work is becoming my main place for interpersonal communication, and that's just not cool.

The job search continues - I'm writing applications for a couple of things today, and I'm going to go through some more sites.

Verdict

So, got myself another two days off work on certificate (today and tomorrow), an inhaler (like they use for asthma) for the cough, and the notification that my bloodtest revealed that I have a B12 deficiency, which they didn't mention when I rang for my results. B12 is related to healthy blood and might have something to do with my tiredness of late, and can also be involved with stress. So in all likelihood the last year or so hasn't been kind to my B12 levels. I came back from the doctor with a bag o' medication (including some anti-histamine, since the cough may be allergy-related, score points there Benway) and I'm to rest as much as possible. If I'm still bad on Wednesday, I can ask for another certificate.

*deep breath* So, that's things health-wise.

Whilst I was out I got Mum's Mother's Day gift (late, I know, but I had intended to get it on Saturday only I was feeling crappy), plus a couple of things for myself (curse you Andrew's Bookstore!). In the shopping centre where my doctor is, there's a discount book stall, and since I was early and needed to buy a card to go with the pressie for Mum, I perused. *grins wryly* You know, I should know better - I came out with Noam Chomsky's September 11 and a new Terry Pratchett T he Wee Free Men. But it's payday on Thursday, and being sick is actually a good way to not spend anything, so I think I can manage. Besides, they were cheap. :)

Also stocked up on videos to keep me entertained for the next day: He Died With A Fal afel In His Hand (finally!) and From Hell which I've seen, but wanted to see again. I've already watched Falafel..., which was great - and prompted thoughts about the Reality Strikes RR. And the main character reminded me of [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com]. *chuckles*

Line that sticks:

"Is there a word for a man that doesn't want sex?"
"Dead."

I