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It’s 2 AM and I’m awake because this had been my sleeping schedule:

Saturday night 11pm-7am

Sunday 12pm-5pm, 10 pm-12am

Monday 8am-4pm, 6pm-2am

Is it night or day for me? I don’t even know anymore. My sleeping has been so out of control, That Husband actually tried to get me to blog to stay awake tonight. He makes me laugh.

How do you fight the jet lag?


This weekend I am suffering through my first urinary tract infection of married life. If you are married (or I guess sexually active, but in my world the two go hand in hand), you know exactly what I am talking about (it isn’t often that you find someone who has never had one), if you aren’t married you will find out eventually. I also should mention I still don’t have insurance (parents insurance expired on Nov. 1, and we haven’t put me on TH’s yet)

I’ve been swimming in unsweetened cranberry juice. I was thinking about flickering a photo to dress this post up, but then I took this one and liked it because it makes the cup I am drinking out of look huge (although I don’t like the way it makes my nose look all witchy). Every time I fill my glass up for another round of cranberry juice I feel like I will never make it through to the end.

cranberry juice

I think it helps with the burning though. The AZO that turns the toilet bowl bright orange definitely helps as well. I thought about showing you a picture of the bright orange toilet bowl, but then I thought better of it.

I needed a photo for this post so I dug this one up. Here I am in 2006, post breast reduction surgery, waiting for my room service to be delivered. Anyone want to bring me room service for my sickness this week?. Photo by Shaylene Rene’

That is what I have been for the past few days, although I’m feeling much better this morning (I might sneak in another nap today though, even though That Husband discourages sleeping so much, which he is probably right to do since I would sleep 12 hours a day if I could).

It was a sickness that carried with it lots of strange symptoms. On Tuesday night I had this clicking sensation going on in my sinuses. I felt like a Ra’zac, clicking my way around the house. (Don’t be surprised if I make Eragon references for the next few weeks, as I just finished devouring the third book in the series.)

Along with the clicking came the choking. I would wake with a start, and my first though would be “I can’t breathe!”. My nose was so stuffed that I was having trouble breathing through it, but I can’t breathe through my mouth at night because my throat dries out and becomes really sore. I started stuffing the blankets and sheets in my mouth, which acted as a type of humidifier, and helped the air to stay moist enough for me to fall asleep. That Husband was out of town on business, which was probably a good thing because I think he would have made fun of how ridiculous Iooked. I was sick enough that the sleeping never lasted for long, and so I would wake up and panic because my mouth was full of blankets and my nose was full of snot.  It makes me laugh to think about it now, but it was quite scary when it was happening. Isn’t it strange how sleep can leave you so disoriented?

It had me wishing I was an iguana. Why would I want to be an iguana? Because according to Radio Lab (my second favorite radio program ever) iguanas only sleep with half of their brain at a time. They literally sleep “with one eye open” to watch for predators. I figure if I was an iguana with a stuffy nose and a mouth full of blankets my right brain would wake up in a panic, and my left brain would calmy reply “You idiot, pull the blankets out of your mouth.” I realy could have used that a few nights ago.