cerulean_sky: ([LL] caffeine)
I... might be getting sick. I spent all yesterday sneezing, and last night I had to take a Sudafed in order be able to breath so I could to get to sleep. Then I woke up this morning with a sore throat and a stuffed nose. *sighs* I don't want to be sick! *makes compious amounts of tea* *sneezes some more*
cerulean_sky: ([TnC] the game)
This post will be about two things: Sleep and Sick.

I) I am incapable of sleeping. Ever. Which didn't use to be the case. In fact, for much of my life, I could reliably be in bed and passed out by a decent hour without any trouble at all. Now, however, there are four things preventing me from sleeping.

1a) Apparently I am an insomniac. I mean, that is what they call it when you can't fall asleep no matter how tired you are because your brain refuses to stop chattering at you, right?

1b) The only way I have found to combat the whole "brain chattering" thing, is listening to music to drown out the thoughts. The problem there is that I eventually learn to think over the music, and thus have to turn it up louder. And louder. And louder. Until the point is moot and I am not sleeping because I have very loud music playing at me.

2) RLS. There have been nights that I have been close to tears because my legs hurt too much and I have to constantly keep them moving in order to be at all comfortable. (The best way to describe RLS is that it's very uncomfortable. For me, it presents in my calves, shins and ankles. And honestly it feels a little like growing pains, only not as sharp but all the more painful because it is a constant dull ache.) It's like being unable to find a comfortable position, only is usually isn't the bed you're on that is stopping you. It's the skin you're in.

3) I can only sleep for about 5 hours before I start reversing the effects. That is to say, after about 5 hours, I start getting more tired instead of more refreshed. Now, sometime this isn't a problem. During school I function fairly well. But during the summer when I have no reason to get up in the morning? Not so much. (I feel like this also prevents me from taking sleep medication, because I simply can't devote 8-10 hours to sleep. Firstly, my body doesn't work like that and secondly, that takes time away from other things that I could be awake and doing.)

4) Left to my own devices, I am almost completely nocturnal. I will stay up until 7-9am, and then I will crash, until 2-4pm, when I will get up and begin the cycle anew.

II) I crashed really early last night (midnight) because I was feeling like a ton of brick hit me and then shit on me for good measure. (Pleasant image, that.) I was a bit feverish, so I took some Tylenol and piled on the blankets, and went to sleep. When I woke up again, I felt great. Sore throat gone, and it was all good! Then I realized that it was still dark in my apartment, and darker than just the windows make it. So I looked at the clock. 3am. I slept for three hours, and felt like I had gotten all the sleep I needed. So, I read for an hour, and then I started getting tired again, (and this is where the whole "can't sleep ever" thing comes in) and for the next.... hour, I laid on the couch staring at the clock. Then I got back in bed, still massively tired, but it wasn't until about... 6:30am when the sun was beginning to make an appearance, that I finally crashed again.

Then Mira got home. I don't remember what time, exactly, but that's why I got up. And both of us are sick.

Well, crap.
cerulean_sky: ([mk] bang bang)
Clearly I don't talk about my fandoms nearly enough, as you people haven't guessed the ones that I thought were easy, in my last post. Weird.

I'm so not feeling well today. I've been sick for like... three weeks now. This is so not cool. And the head of the high school called my house and said that she needs to have a meeting with me today, and if I don't, the high school office is going to let my parents know. It's not my fault I'm spacy and sick and spaced out Voice on Monday. I totally even forgot I had that class then. Maybe if I vomit all over that woman's desk she'd be a little more understamding.

Bleh. Whatever.

Tomorrow is my mother's birthday, so I have to get her a pressie today. We're going to lunch at some point tomorrow, too. With a whole bunch of people. I have a feeling I'm going to get bored during this lunch. Ah, the prices we pay to make our parents like us.

I'm waiting for something. I have no idea what it is, but I'm waiting for something. And it's a very strange feeling.

*flail*

Oct. 25th, 2005 09:53 am
cerulean_sky: ([ac] fallen angel)
Back at school. *sigh*

So I'm hoping to get my computer back tonight. And if not tonight, then on Wednesday night (after I babysit). Because OMG, NEED MY COMPUTER BACK. *flail*

And, fo rall those curious, I got a 1840 on my SATs. I got an 11 out of 12 on my essay. Last time, I got a 7 on my essay. I was so happy last night.

The not so good part of yesterday came when I had to run out of my japanese class to vomit. I think I must still be sick. Erg. This is so not cool. I've been sick for a week now. A whole week.

GAH! So much stuff to do! *cries*
cerulean_sky: ([L] caffeine)
Ok, so because of a certain incedent involving me being sick and coughing, a cat hair, a toothbrush, and me vomiting, I can no longer cough without feeling like I am going to vomit. Yes, this is probably not something you wanted to hear, but I just thought I'd tell you anyway. So every time I start really coughing, I run to the bathroom, in case I vomit. *sigh*

Also, late night conversations hurt my brain. There are things right now that I so do not want to be wracking my brain about, because it's not doing any good. It's like kicking a dead horse, only this horse was dead and buried last month.

On a much nicer note, I found a really yummy tea in our cabinets, which also happens to be "Triple Echinacea" so it's healthy too. :D
cerulean_sky: ([go] smiling all the goddamned time)
Damnit, damnit, damnit! I refuse to be getting more sick! Sick=bad. Which means I should look into finding some more medicine. But still. I was fine until I started coughing!

I feel so physically and emotionally drained. I think I should take a long walk today. That is, after I do all the things I need to do for today.

To Do List:
-Finish cleaning room.
-Laundry!
-Clean kitchen.
-Finish Story One.
-At least start Story Two, if not finish.
-Find a way to get to the library.
-Look for Loveless fics for [livejournal.com profile] insomnikat. I have at least started this one.

That doesn't seem so bad. Now, if I could only stop hacking up a lung, it would all be good.

ETA: Today's Horoscope:
You'll be drawn to all kinds of art and music today, but your real skill will be in creative writing. Pull out that story or poem you were working on all last year, and try to tackle it again. You'll make great progress.

This is looking good. *is slightly cheered*
cerulean_sky: ([gay] walk your own path)
One is definitely sick when Sudafed for colds makes things better, and Claratin does not. Thankfully, I have slept over 20 hours in the last two days, and I am feeling much less sick. I can even breathe through my nose! Huzzah!

Also, [livejournal.com profile] airiviel is a genius goddess, and all should worship her. She figured out how to make my website all prettyful, and not using the stupid templates that earthlink wants one to use! Go see! ---> Laloi.net There are still some things I am dissatisfied with, but I suspect that they are easy enough to fix.

And once again I have actually managed to get some writing done. Which makes me happyful.

Bleagh.

Aug. 17th, 2005 10:48 pm
cerulean_sky: ([as] rough day)
I took some allergy medicine, and since that doesn't seem to be helping, I suspect that I am getting sick.

Sky: I will resist!
Sickness: Yeah. Right. *kicks Sky in the head*
Sky: *falls over*

Last night I couldn't sleep because I couldn't breath through my nose. This is so not cool. I hate being sick in the summer.

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