Monday, September 21, 2009

Some 4:14 a.m. complaining.

It's almost 4 a.m. and I still haven't fallen asleep...which makes me even more angry than it would in any normal situation (not that insomnia is normal for me), because I'm sick and I really need some rest. Dare I say more sick than I've been in years. I've worked myself to the ground and brought this upon myself. Not that I had much of a choice... when life puts a mountain in your path, the only choice in my world is to start hiking.

It's like one huge bump after another. Too much work, no choice but to hunker down and do it, got the cold/flu of death, which made me miss a day at the office, which made me even more stressed out about work, so I worked 14 hours Friday from home and 8-or-so hours on Saturday, which possibly made me more sick. I missed my anticipated 5k race which was supposed to be on Saturday morning, and at this point I'm asking myself, "Why can't you be like everyone else when they're sick and call it as it is? 'I'm sick. Can't work. Sorry 'bout that, guess you have to deal with my workload while I'm out.' Why?"

I can't take night-time Tylenol, or night-time anything for that matter. The ingredients that help most people sleep keep me up all night in a jittery, paranoid mess. So today I tried Tylenol Cold & Flu Daytime. And I took it... in THE DAYTIME. And here I am 12 entire hours later, with the identical freaky, shaky feeling I get with p.m. meds. So I got up to Google the ingredients and turns out, it's not uncommon to experience shakes and insomnia when taking Phenylephrine HCI, the third ingredient in these "relief softgels". I hate you, Tylenol.

I've already called in sick for tomorrow, but I have to work from home. And now I'm sitting here sobbing because I don't even know how that is possible at this point. The more time I take off, the taller the pile of work on my desk grows. I can't seem to find a way to dig myself out of this one.

Boo. Hoo.

Wah.

There, I got it out. Go ahead and tell me to suck it up, I deserve it.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Don't bust my b*lls

Can whoever taught him this please fess up? You'll have full amnesty, I swear. I just really need to know so I can T.P. your house.