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the sickie speaks
Jan. 27th, 2010 01:12 pm
Thanks guys, for all your well wishes.
I'm slowly recuperating. Keyword being slow. The body aches seem to be gone now (though two nights ago they came back, in a milder form). Biggest symptoms now are chest congestion, coughing, alternately stuffed/runny nose, PITA stuff like that. The worst part is really not being able to smell or taste anything. My stuffy nose is actually a lot better than before, and yet my sense of smell and taste haven't returned, and now I'm freaking out that I've lost them forever. I really really miss it.
On the other hand, I'm a really good person to cook for right now. My appetite is still strong (so in my mother's book, I'm fine). As long as the texture is decent I'll eat it up, doesn't matter in the least what it tastes like. The other day I made a fried egg and there was a bit of spilled oil that the heat from the burner cooked up. S. was like, is something burning? And I was like, no? Couldn't smell it at all.
Tomorrow K. and I had planned to go to Olivar for dinner. They were having a guest chef for 2 nights and offering a 5-course meal for $50/person. We were really looking forward to it, until this happened. Then I was like omg that I have to pay $50 for a meal I can't even taste. She had to put down her credit card for a down payment. The "good" news is that they allowed her to cancel w/o any penalty. The bad news, of course, is that I still can't taste anything and it was going to be a fun, nice time out that now I won't get to have. Sigh.
I've been a stellar couch potato. I've been watching a lot of TV shows/movies. ( Spoilers for random stuff. )
I think there might be squirrels or racoons or birds or all of the above living in the crawl space between my roof and my ceiling. In the mornings I'm frequently woken up by animal(s) running/scratching, sounding like they're right above my ceiling. Sometimes it sounds like a woodpecker is tapping away. I always assumed it was just wild animals running around on the roof but I actually went out to look today and didn't see anything, and when I went back to my room the sounds were still there. So that makes me think they're in that crawl space. *shudder* If they aren't birds I don't know how they got in there. Do I call an exterminator for this sort of thing? I mean, what if I'm wrong and it's really just animals on the roof? Do I really want to poke my head into the crawl space and possibly get my eyes pecked out/rabies/etc.? Then again do I want to call for an exterminator/people who look into crawl spaces only to have them tell me I'm imagining things and there's nothing there? Sigh.
I'm slowly recuperating. Keyword being slow. The body aches seem to be gone now (though two nights ago they came back, in a milder form). Biggest symptoms now are chest congestion, coughing, alternately stuffed/runny nose, PITA stuff like that. The worst part is really not being able to smell or taste anything. My stuffy nose is actually a lot better than before, and yet my sense of smell and taste haven't returned, and now I'm freaking out that I've lost them forever. I really really miss it.
On the other hand, I'm a really good person to cook for right now. My appetite is still strong (so in my mother's book, I'm fine). As long as the texture is decent I'll eat it up, doesn't matter in the least what it tastes like. The other day I made a fried egg and there was a bit of spilled oil that the heat from the burner cooked up. S. was like, is something burning? And I was like, no? Couldn't smell it at all.
Tomorrow K. and I had planned to go to Olivar for dinner. They were having a guest chef for 2 nights and offering a 5-course meal for $50/person. We were really looking forward to it, until this happened. Then I was like omg that I have to pay $50 for a meal I can't even taste. She had to put down her credit card for a down payment. The "good" news is that they allowed her to cancel w/o any penalty. The bad news, of course, is that I still can't taste anything and it was going to be a fun, nice time out that now I won't get to have. Sigh.
I've been a stellar couch potato. I've been watching a lot of TV shows/movies. ( Spoilers for random stuff. )
I think there might be squirrels or racoons or birds or all of the above living in the crawl space between my roof and my ceiling. In the mornings I'm frequently woken up by animal(s) running/scratching, sounding like they're right above my ceiling. Sometimes it sounds like a woodpecker is tapping away. I always assumed it was just wild animals running around on the roof but I actually went out to look today and didn't see anything, and when I went back to my room the sounds were still there. So that makes me think they're in that crawl space. *shudder* If they aren't birds I don't know how they got in there. Do I call an exterminator for this sort of thing? I mean, what if I'm wrong and it's really just animals on the roof? Do I really want to poke my head into the crawl space and possibly get my eyes pecked out/rabies/etc.? Then again do I want to call for an exterminator/people who look into crawl spaces only to have them tell me I'm imagining things and there's nothing there? Sigh.
