I’m not feeling great at the moment. I was a little sick last week, but nothing too bad, and then Wednesday evening something hit me like a sledge hammer. I was in that awful state of somehow being too hot and too cold simultaneously. I’d bundle up in a hoodie only to remove it sweat-soaked ten minutes later. My fever peaked at 103, which is pretty damn hot. To make matters worse, something was wrong with my urinary tract. It constantly felt like I had to pee, but nothing would come out, and then my urethra would burn like hell when it finally did. (Ten years ago, I might have been worried about an STD; today I can pretty much dismiss that possibility altogether.) It was quite unpleasant. To make matters even worse, I had to take care of Lil’ S2. This was doubly bad in that I felt like shit, and there was little I could do to limit his exposure to my germs. I'm the only one here to take care of him right now.
But, it’s quite possible that he gave me what he has, so I don’t have worry about getting him resick. I don’t know. Both of us seem to be feeling better today (Friday), so that’s good. I usually go into the office on Thursday, but since I was feeling ill I decided to work from home, so that I wouldn’t infect all my coworkers and so that I could take a nap if need be. At around 10:30 a.m. I decided to do just that – take a nap – so I laid my head down to doze off for a few minutes and woke up… four hours later! Apparently I needed more than just a nap. At that point I figured it best to call it a day and take sick leave.
Lack of sleep is almost certainly a big reason for my ailment. I just don’t sleep enough. It’s not something I can easily fix either, because I’m not tired during the times I can sleep – or to put it more accurately, I am tired, but I don't feeling like sleeping. If I go to bed at 10:30 p.m., I’ll just lie in bed awake. 1:00 a.m. is pretty much the earliest I can go to sleep on a regular basis, and if the kids are waking me up at 5:45 a.m. – well, I’m not Nikola Tesla. I do my best sleeping between 6:00 a.m. and 10:00 a.m. That’s just always the way I’ve been. Even when I had a job that required me to be at work super early (one summer in college, I stocked shoes at a sporting goods store before it opened), I still wouldn’t go to sleep early. I’d only sleep a few hours at night, and then I would occasionally take a quick nap after work. (Incidentally, during these naps I would sometimes experience sleep paralysis. It’s the only time in my life I’ve ever done so – thankfully, as sleep paralysis is absolutely terrifying.) Then on the weekends I’d sleep in until noon. That’s a huge problem now: I can’t “catch up” on sleep on the weekend with these damn kids around. If only I was a deadbeat dad… *sigh*.
Anyway, enough about the woes of being an “owl.” There are more important things to discuss, like black people getting shot by the police (again and again). However, I decided to move that to a different post, which will be up very soon (with S and Lil' S1 out of town I have a lot more free time to blog). I wanted to devote a post specifically to these shootings, and also I wanted to up my entry count. Once I sell this blog for big money, I'm going to charge by the entry.
Until then...
But, it’s quite possible that he gave me what he has, so I don’t have worry about getting him resick. I don’t know. Both of us seem to be feeling better today (Friday), so that’s good. I usually go into the office on Thursday, but since I was feeling ill I decided to work from home, so that I wouldn’t infect all my coworkers and so that I could take a nap if need be. At around 10:30 a.m. I decided to do just that – take a nap – so I laid my head down to doze off for a few minutes and woke up… four hours later! Apparently I needed more than just a nap. At that point I figured it best to call it a day and take sick leave.
Lack of sleep is almost certainly a big reason for my ailment. I just don’t sleep enough. It’s not something I can easily fix either, because I’m not tired during the times I can sleep – or to put it more accurately, I am tired, but I don't feeling like sleeping. If I go to bed at 10:30 p.m., I’ll just lie in bed awake. 1:00 a.m. is pretty much the earliest I can go to sleep on a regular basis, and if the kids are waking me up at 5:45 a.m. – well, I’m not Nikola Tesla. I do my best sleeping between 6:00 a.m. and 10:00 a.m. That’s just always the way I’ve been. Even when I had a job that required me to be at work super early (one summer in college, I stocked shoes at a sporting goods store before it opened), I still wouldn’t go to sleep early. I’d only sleep a few hours at night, and then I would occasionally take a quick nap after work. (Incidentally, during these naps I would sometimes experience sleep paralysis. It’s the only time in my life I’ve ever done so – thankfully, as sleep paralysis is absolutely terrifying.) Then on the weekends I’d sleep in until noon. That’s a huge problem now: I can’t “catch up” on sleep on the weekend with these damn kids around. If only I was a deadbeat dad… *sigh*.
Anyway, enough about the woes of being an “owl.” There are more important things to discuss, like black people getting shot by the police (again and again). However, I decided to move that to a different post, which will be up very soon (with S and Lil' S1 out of town I have a lot more free time to blog). I wanted to devote a post specifically to these shootings, and also I wanted to up my entry count. Once I sell this blog for big money, I'm going to charge by the entry.
Until then...
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