Tuesday, 14 September 2010

Ill

Warning - this is quite a gross post - not entirely sure why I'm writing it!

 It's the middle of the day on a Tuesday in term time and I am at home.  I am ill.  It is just my usual sort of cold.  I feel bad when I have days in bed because of a cold, but I like to think my colds are on the bad side.  I am feverish and achey and my head is just heavy and feels like it might fall down.  Plus my nose is runny and sore and my ears are itchy.

My colds used to have a fairly well defined pattern.  It would be the start of the holidays and in the evening my throat would start to feel itchy.  Then the next day I would spend on the sofa with a box of tissues taking paracetamol 4-hourly generally feeling sorry for myself and alternating between ready salted crisps and ice cream.  Then the next day my head would have cleared and I would just be left with a blocked up nose for a week.

Well, this time, John had not been feeling good at the end of last week and I had enjoyed taking care of him.  At the weekend I began to feel like I was suffering and Sunday wasn't a good one.  I thought/hoped that might be my bad day.  But then yesterday I definitely felt worse but made it in to school apprehensively.  I made it though, a lot better than expected.  Only maths did I struggle a bit in.  Last night John looked after me very well and I did no work or preparation at all.

This morning, in the first second of waking up I thought I was going to be ok, but in the next 2 seconds I decided I was feeling worse than yesterday.  I really wasn't sure what to do.  I got up though, managed to shower and wash my hair, get dressed, eat breakfast and pack an outfit to wear for the staff meal out tonight.  John picked me up from the station, but while in the car, before setting off, I was still totally not feeling sure.  I'm so pleased that John persuaded me not to go in.  I rang up the school office and spoke to the head who was really nice and told me to get back to bed and get better.  I also texted the head of my side of the road who sent a really nice text.  John loaded me up with paracetamol, and I got out the car and walked back home, crying the whole way.  It was such a strange scenario.  I was sobbing like a small child.  I think partly it was because I wasn't well, and also because I haven't taken a day off school before and it was quite a big decision to make and I was feeling somewhat of a failure.  I came straight back into bed, taking my clothes off and sobbing all the way.

I txted ma and she phoned me back.  I love my mum and the way she can still make me better even remotely and at the age of 25.  For the first 15/20 minutes of the conversation I still felt like I was about to burst into tears the moment I hung up, but then I started to feel more with it.

I was asleep again by about 9.30 and woke up at 11.30 - spot on the next paracetamol time!  Although my head wasn't necessarily feeling any better, I felt so much better mentally, realising that my decision to stay at home was justified.  I very very rarely go to sleep during the day (except on coaches!!).  All the time spent off school on the sofa, I'd be resting, but not actually asleep.  This mornings sleep made me believe I really wasn't right and school would have been a very bad idea.

And then my day was made by the top tenuous!  While lying in bed having spoken to mum, I was listening to the Radio 2 Chris Evan's breakfast show - something I am particularly keen on at the moment.  About 8.50 the top tenuous was announced by Jonny Saunders as being Vanessa Feltz.  I did think that I had a link to her, and so after a while texted in thinking it would be unlikely for me to have another opportunity.  Then close to 9.30 I realised I must have fallen briefly asleep after 9am and missed it.  So then when I started this post at lunch time I listening out and there low and behold, I was at number 7!!!!!!!!!!!!  Excitment no end.  And I have even tried to record it to have on here :-)  Now I just have to remember how to share on drop.io ...


   
  Discover Simple, Private Sharing at Drop.io 
             

So I worked out how to do it (I hope) by looking back at my last post using drop.io but then the critical thing to remember was that I needed to click on and play the file, before I would be able to find the embed button.  So there we go!

6/11/10 Drop.io is on it's way out :-(  I guess this means this file will no longer work, so I have found out how to do this otherwise.

Top tenuous


Goodness gracious!  The cleverness of google.  So look at the advert that appeared when I pressed publish post!

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