Wednesday, May 31, 2006

the living dead

i'm officially completely and totally ill. i went to a patient first on monday morning and got some antibiotics, a new inhaler, and some cough syrup that makes me hallucinate. it's a good thing, too, because the congestion in my chest is so severe that i spent all of yesterday hardly breathing. when i got home from work, i got into bed (it was 5:05 p.m.) and didn't move until 5:45 this morning. i know i had at least 2 phone conversations sometime during the evening, although i couldn't tell you what was said to me or what nonsense i mumbled. i had very wacked out dreams about running into old friends from high school, one of whom was very blonde and white and had turned into a black man. then there was a whole plot about some man cheating on his wife (bette midler was in this one) and i was supposed to help catch him in the act. don't ask where this all came from.

i'm not going to work today because a) i can't breathe still, b) i'm doped out on the cough crack, and c) i feel wretched. so, i'm going to wend my way back to bed and lie there for the rest of the day, hoping that sleep and stillness will restore my tired self....

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