Ugh Part III - Triumph of the Ugh

So the virus wins... this time. I'm not at work today, due to a total inability to get out of bed this morning. And my sinus passages are so clogged it feels like the top half of my head is in a vice, slowly being squeezed. At the rate I'm going, the Port to Port is looking shaky (it's kind of hard to ride any distance when you can't actually breathe), but I'll see how things go tomorrow. Thankfully tomorrow is a public holiday and I don't have to go in to work, which means two days of recovery. It also gives me time to get to a doctor - not because a doctor can actually do anything, because I'm well-versed in the ways of the flu to know that there's precious little medical science can actually do for it - but because I need to get a certificate saying I'm too sick to go to work today. Otherwise they'll make me use a rec day instead, and my leave is slowly been whittled away by various things as it is and I'm trying to save it up for the East coast of Cananda with Mel next August. True, I get another 20 days allocated at the end of the year, but I'd much rather spend my holiday leave on holiday, rather than sick. And I still have some sick days left - only I need to produce a certificate. :P

One good thing - I'm back on my food. Or at least, I had half a pizza with Phil last night at the neato place around the corner from where he lives. Although one good thing about the not eating is I'm losing some of that extra weight I'd stacked on over the winter - I'm going to need a belt with my new jeans (typical - they're only a month old!) and I don't feel quite so doughy as I was. Not that not eating is the way to go, but if I'm not doing any exercise at all (again with the ability to suck in air being important) then reducing my intake isn't entirely a bad thing. And there's plenty of fat stored on my arse to keep me going . ;) And don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on things - considering I was rapidly approaching 70 kg (about ten kilos over my healthy weight for my height), there's plenty of leeway.

Hmm, speaking of food, I'm kinda hungry. And stinky. A shower and then brekkie would be good, in the scheme of things. Although what would make me happiest now would be being able to breathe through my nose and having my ears unblock - I've lost most of my hearing on my left side, and for some reason that bugs me more than anything else, even the having to carry half a box of tissues with me wherever I go. I'm half-way through the second box since last Tuesday - apologies to the trees.


And what's with all the hangover posts on my Friends List this morning? You people go and have an international party without me? ;)

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Luckily for me, there was a quickie doctor's appointment at 6.20 this afternoon. Lucky, considering the clinic is closed for Melbourne Cup Day tomorrow and I really needed that certificate. And it was quite funny, really. I walked in there, pretty much said all I needed was a certificate since I had the flu, and the doctor agreed with me, saying that yes, there wasn't much she could actually do, especially since anti-biotics weren't needed (no actual infection, so no need). Fastest damn appointment I've ever had, I think. I'm to call if I need another one on Wednesday and arrange to pick it up on Thursday, since Dr Wall isn't going to be there until then.

I think I've OD'd on Angel. I've watched most of Season 2 the last couple of days, and I have to admit, it's growing on me. Seeing Angel trying to make good after the whole firing incident... it gives his character a new vulnerability. It's good to see the vampire with a soul does something else other than tortured and homicidal.

Sleep now, I think. It's late-ish, but I slept so much today my body clock's a bit wierd.

Oh, and thank you [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] for the well-wishes. :)