Whoa Nellie
Oct. 10th, 2008 10:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kjpepperHoly shit, I am cranky right now. Actually, I've been cranky since about 4:30 pm, where a couple of conversations (not the Princess Bride one, lol) torpedoed my generally positive outlook on life and humanity. But I haven't been able to regain my good mood since. *sigh* whatever, it will pass.
But yeah. Things I am Cranky About:
my ankles. I'm not being vain, they are swollen so stiff that it hurts to walk on them cause my skin feels like it's gonna split.
My scar. I'm far less gingery about it now, enough to be annoyed by the fact that everyday general activity now pulls at the sutures and gets ouchy around the staples.
The antibiotics. I'm tired of tasting them for hours, tired of smelling like them, just tired of TAKING them. I swear, I'm half expecting to explode in thrush or black hairy tongue or something, especially since if I get dehydrated or something my tongue just turns white and tastes funny for hours on end.
My nose, where the oxygen tube was. Shredded the skin right under it, and now it's all scabbing and nasty looking and I look like I have the worlds biggest cold sore.
My wind still isn't where it needs to be. I'm still coughing and damn it my voice has really gone to ground.I really have to wonder if I picked up the household chest cold after I got out cause this shouldn't have lasted this long. Of course people keep calling me and expecting me to talk to them so I'm sure that's not helping the vocal problem either.
I'm just so arfing sick of this whole thing tonight. I'm sure I'll be back to my usual bounce tomorrow, but tonight, I really kinda just want to hide in my room, stab things, and sleep.
But yeah. Things I am Cranky About:
my ankles. I'm not being vain, they are swollen so stiff that it hurts to walk on them cause my skin feels like it's gonna split.
My scar. I'm far less gingery about it now, enough to be annoyed by the fact that everyday general activity now pulls at the sutures and gets ouchy around the staples.
The antibiotics. I'm tired of tasting them for hours, tired of smelling like them, just tired of TAKING them. I swear, I'm half expecting to explode in thrush or black hairy tongue or something, especially since if I get dehydrated or something my tongue just turns white and tastes funny for hours on end.
My nose, where the oxygen tube was. Shredded the skin right under it, and now it's all scabbing and nasty looking and I look like I have the worlds biggest cold sore.
My wind still isn't where it needs to be. I'm still coughing and damn it my voice has really gone to ground.I really have to wonder if I picked up the household chest cold after I got out cause this shouldn't have lasted this long. Of course people keep calling me and expecting me to talk to them so I'm sure that's not helping the vocal problem either.
I'm just so arfing sick of this whole thing tonight. I'm sure I'll be back to my usual bounce tomorrow, but tonight, I really kinda just want to hide in my room, stab things, and sleep.
