Post of Self-Indulgent Whiny Crankitude

[katallison]

I am so very, very, very, VERY tired of coughing.

I am also so very, very, very, VERY tired of:

--my co-workers' solicitous appearances at my door -- "Are you all right? It sounds like you're DYING in there! You should go home!" Because, work to do, can't go home. (Though I love my co-workers, kindly souls that they are.) (Especially my sweet funny queer-boy colleague A.--::walking in cradling hands carefully in front of him, holding invisible object:: "Hey, I found this in the hall! Your liver, right? I *thought* I heard you coughing it up! You'll probably want this back!")

--also, watching TV. Even watching DVDs of stuff I love on TV.

--also, having no brain whatsoever, and the attention span of a mayfly with ADD.

--also, having no appetite whatsoever for food of any kind.

--also, the entire house being ankle-deep in (a) used tissues and (b) dirty dishes.

--also, my bed, with its rumpled sweat-soaked-and-dried-out-again dirty sheets and heaps of disordered blankets, which I am too tired to change and straighten.

--also, being too damn tired to do anything except crawl into my messy bed by 8 p.m.

Have no concept of how I shall accomplish (a) Christmas shopping, (b) Christmas tree purchase, transport, erection, and decoration, (c) Seekrit Santa story (due in two weeks, ack ack ack!), (d) bazillion overdue projects at work.

Is it 8 p.m. yet? Can I go to bed? ::hack hack hack cough COUGH WHEEEEEEZE::

Comments

[laurashapiro.livejournal.com]

God, that sounds awful. ): I wish I could come over and take care of you.

[theodosia.livejournal.com]

The Buffistas were praising the wonders of Delsim OTC cough syrup today. Coughing sure takes a lot out of you, from my experience. Dose yourself up with whatever and get well this weekend, K?

[akite.livejournal.com]

You poor thing. I hope you feel better soon.

[thisisbone.livejournal.com]

Okay, have you been to the doctor?

Because that sounds like bronchitis.

I was just telling coreopsis about what we call The Good Stuff, which a doc can prescribe -- I think it's called No-Tuss LIQ, or hydrocodone(?). It's a cough-suppressing, sinus-clearing, sleep-inducing, lovely happy haze-creating blend of sudafed, benadryl and a low-dose narcotic pain reliever that acts as a cough suppressant. Seriously, one dose and you won't have that achy feeling in your chest that means you're going to cough again any second.

If you can handle narcotics, I recommend it highly.

This message brought to you by your friendly neighborhood narcotics pusher. ;)

[the-shoshanna.livejournal.com]

Poor you! I send you hugs -- being careful of your liver -- and I wish I could come over and do your dishes. (Seriously. I rather like doing dishes.) Stay hydrated, even if you don't have an appetite -- drinking lots of hot liquids, especially ginger tea if you like it, can help make things less miserable.

[umbo.livejournal.com]

I second what thisisbone said about the possible bronchitis, and also the narcotics. It's a little known secret that any cough suppressant without them basically doesn't do shit to actually, you know, *suppress* the coughs, so you can sleep and rest and get better.

*lots and lots of hugs*

[eliade.livejournal.com]

It's so sweet though, that despite how sick you are, your to-do list includes giving your Christmas tree an erection. You're always thinking of others!

::hides in your pile of dirty kleenex::

I hope you feel better, seriously. If I were there I'd make you soup and give it to you with some kind of six-foot pole device, with a little bucket on the end.

(Dude, I need to step billycrystalling all over the place or I'm going to make it onto your LIST.)

::guilty hugs::

[ineke.livejournal.com]

Oh no! And this has been going on for ages, right?

I'll pass on my one perceived silver lining from having had whooping cough: man, you get some defined abs happenin', baby. All that coughing? Sure, it'll destroy your liver or give you a hernia, but: 6-pack washboard perfection *g*.

I don't know. Is that any consolation?

[popfantastic.livejournal.com]

*hugs* Oy, I just want to come and make your bed and give you soup. Feck, yes, re: all above comments about drugs. My experience is that by this time of year, if you have a doctor who knows you, they're generally so busy/sure everyone has bronchitis proper that they'll just call in codeine, if not antibiotics too if you have a fever, especially given that it's now the weekend.

[namastenancy.livejournal.com]

Lord have mercy woman - get thee to a doctor! Maybe you need meds? I get bronchial induced asthma and your's sounds similar. BAD SHIT! I wish I was there - I would make you come of my wonderful homemade chicken soup with ginger and garlic, change the sheets on your bed, tuck you and then, while you were sleeping, I'd clean the house. When you would wake up to more homemade soup and hot ginger-lemon-brandy tea, you would feel much better.
That's what I would do if I lived closer - but instead because I'm thousands of miles away, I'll send healing thoughts of tea, soup and get-well-soon.

namaste SF Nancy

[debchan.livejournal.com]

I would be more than happy to come over and wash dishes, scrub your floor, pick up a tree, and decorate it. Seriously. I've run out of things to clean at my house, and have already put up not only my tree, but one at work as well. Don't make me sit at home twiddling my thumbs and wishing for something to do.

[tinyfroglet.livejournal.com]

Sending you lots of *feel better soon* energy.