So I am officially an idiot.
No… no, don’t try to make me feel better, I am an idiot. I’ve been ill for two days. Well… really three as I felt it creeping up on me on Monday night. Like a sensible person I took Tuesday off work. And Wednesday. I stayed home like a good girl, took it easy, enjoyed mooching around in my slippers and dressing gown and falling in and out of what was, apparently, much needed sleep. Today…? Today I decide to go to work.
Never mind that its the last day before the four day weekend and that I can barely speak. Never mind that nobody at work expects me to be there as I’m very clearly ill. Oh no. I drag myself out of bed, shower, clean my teeth, skip breakfast – it hurts too much to swallow – and stumble into the office.
To say they were surprised to see me is a wild understatement.
I managed an hour and fifteen minutes before I just had to give it up. It was hot in there and uncomfortable and I kept needing to talk. And because I was at work, there were serious queries that I had to work on which needed a head not addled by painkillers. I couldn’t even drink the water I was given. And then… the final indignity. I coughed or sneezed or something and right up into my mouth came a massive lump of something hard, lumpy, white and totally minging. I have no idea what it was, but it came out of my body. That was pretty much my cue to leave. I didn’t look over much at the gunk I had to spit into a bloodied tissue (I’ll explain the blood in a second), I just wrapped it up, shoved it in the bin and told my manager – mainly through awkward sign – that I had to leave.
>And here I am. I’m going back to bed in a second; I want to lie down. The annoying thing is, my mind is fine. Its just my body which is stiff and sore and everything from the shoulders up which is laced with pain. I can’t even have any more pain killers yet; its too close to my last dose.
Oh and even more annoying, while I was in the office, I happened, by chance to touch the second piercing in the lobe of my right ear. Something came away on my fingers but I ignored it because I was trying to work a computer. But then, I did it again and this time saw that my fingers were stained red. Blood. Blood freaking everywhere! I mopped up as much as I could with a tissue, but it just seemed to keep coming, so I pulled out the earring – that hurt like buggery! – and dropped the stud and the butterfly into a cup of boiled water so I could keep working. When I’d done that and finished with the computer, I took everything, cup, tissue, earrings into the bathroom to take a look at the damage.
Fuck knows how it happened, but there is a MA-HUUUSIVE gash on the back of my lobe, right across the point where the piercing comes through. Is not very deep, but it is quite wide and was pooling blood across my earlobe. *sigh* Its stopped bleeding now – I think – but I’m going to have to keep an eye on it if I want to keep the piercing. Its annoying, because the lobe piercing should have been fine. They’re easy! In fact, it was the cartilage piercing in the other ear that I was worried about but now I’ll have to watch out for both in case they get infected.
Its just not been my week has it?
Though… on the plus side (I WILL find a plus side, damnit!), in the time I’ve been locked up in the house, in between rounds of sleep, I’ve been working on Clash. I’ve rewritten huge chunks of four chapters and, if you’d believe it, I’m very nearly done. At this rate, I should be able to go through it a second time to be sure I’m happy with it and still be ready for my June deadline. Woo.