Meme-thing

[deathpixie]

I'm bored and incredibly flat and feeling like all I can see is the negative in things today. So, in an effort to pull myself out of that, here's the challenge:

Tell me something positive about your life. Today, yesterday, the past week, something you like about yourself, something you saw, heard, read or watched. Post in the comments here or post in your own journal.

Anyone who says anything along the lines of "I can't think of anything because my life sucks!" will be smited. There's always something, even if it's the fact that today it's sunny in Toronto, clear and crisp and I'm planning to go get a veggie hot dog from the vendor outside my building and sit in the sun and read Neil Gaiman's Smoke and Mirrors for a while.

I also finished my outstanding filing.

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[khanfused.livejournal.com]

I'm getting over from being quite, quite ill for the last couple of weeks.

Now, the storyline:
... Tuesday-before-last was when the fever, chills, stuffiness, and sinus headache bloomed. That kept me out of work for three days of the previous week. Late Friday said cold migrated into my lungs, and I attempted to cough my lungs out through my nostrils through all of the weekend -- getting zero sleep all weekend, plus pulling a couple of muscles in my neck and shoulders in the process.

This Monday: I had a Dr's appointment at a clinic a short distance from my work -- so I decided that since I wasn't really feverish, I should put in an appearance and try to get some work done -- and boy was THAT a mistake. Several of the staff wondered "what are you doing here?" ... and when the boss notices "are you still sick?" you know you're in trouble. The doctor gave me my expected antibiotics for the cough -- but decided that no, I really didn't need any codiene-enhanced cough medicine (it's prescription-only in California), and I should just boost dosages of my regular asthma treatments to expand my bronchii and relieve the spasms. Since grabbing the doctor by his collar and screaming "GIVE!! ME!!! OPIUM!!!" would have gotten me funny looks, and possibly a discussion with the nurses and hospital rent-a-cops, I took the doctor's orders that I'd been given home with me.

Monday night / Tuesday morning -- despite LOTS of over the counter cough treatments (menthol drops, dextromethorphan syrups, eucalyptus teas, etc. etc. etc.) I once again spent a night coughing lungs out of orifices, and not getting any sleep. I spent that morning out of work again ("hey boss -remember how you said I looked like shit yesterday? Well... I'm worse ... seeya tomorrow maybe"), and on the HMO's advice line, telling the advice line nurse-practitioner that my doctor was as full of shit as a christmas goose. Ok, I was a bit more polite than that. And the nurse reiterated the boost-my-asthma-meds suggestion. However, she also arranged to have a codiene-enhanced cough syrup precription called over to a nearby pharmacy, and pushed through the paperwork for me to add a humidifier to my CPAP machine.

Tuesday night ... I *slept*. No choice in the matter. None whatsoever. Amazing what that first night of uninterrupted sleep will do for your outlook.

So ... three nights of antibio and uuber cough medicine later ... and this cough is slowly retreating into oblivion.

I'm calling that a win.