Things are not going to plan

[liv]

Friday evening I got in to Heathrow late, and blue_mai and cartesiandaemon's attempt at a heroic rescue was thwarted because I ran out of phone credit and couldn't find a way to top up. So I panicked a lot and eventually got the first bus back to Cambridge Saturday morning, which was unpleasant.

I spent Saturday recovering from this, which meant missing megamole's party, to my disappointment. We did manage to walk along the river to Kettle's Yard and enjoyed the current exhibition in the gallery section there. There was a surprisingly high proportion of emotionally striking pieces compared to incomprehensible modern stuff. One of the artists overheard us talking about her Stations of the Cross, but we were only saying positive things so that wasn't too embarrassing. Then there was a gathering in the Carlton with lots of lovely people, so that was pleasing.

As we were leaving the pub my body decided it was a good time to be thoroughly ill, after several days of feeling like I might be coming down with something. So since Saturday evening I've been feverish, headachey, and suffering from a really painful sore throat. I don't think I've been this miserable in ten years. cartesiandaemon was fantastically patient and sympathetic with me; he fed me lots of tea and tasty food that I could actually face, and sat and watched Love actually with me when I didn't have the brainpower for anything else.

I'd promised the parents that I would go and help them with a community chanukah party Sunday evening. Actually I wasn't much help as I was too dizzy to stand most of the time and reckoned I probably shouldn't be handling food. But cartesiandaemon agreed to walk with me to the venue, which was a great relief as the state I was in I don't think I'd have made it on my own, and once he was there got involved in helping with the food prep and even stayed for some of the party.

I had a horrible night, and today I'm mostly just sitting around feeling sorry for myself. My laptop doesn't want to connect to the wireless here so I'm borrowing Mum's computer to post about how sick and miserable I am. I am supposed to be travelling to cartesiandaemon's family on Wednesday, so I hope I'm feeling somewhat less horrible by then.

Comments

[blue-mai.livejournal.com]

poor you! i had been wondering what happened... hope you feel better soon x

[miss-next.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better soon... good thing you have a cuddly cartesiandaemon to look after you. :-)

[pizza.maircrosoft.com (from livejournal.com)]

oh, no, doom! I hope the rest of the holiday looks up.

[lethargic-man.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear that. Get well soon.

[darcydodo]

Poor darling. Make sure to have lots of tea.

A few years ago I came down with the flu just in time for Christmas (I woke up ill on Christmas morning), and it was a 24-hour virus too. Last year I had the flu a couple weeks before Christmas, but by the holiday itself I was able to stomach real food again (fortunately!).

I think you should take advantage of being at home, rather than in Sweden, while you're sick, and see if you can manage to get your mother and granny to be sympathetic rather than wanting you to be helpful and productive. The real trick is to be better by your birthday, but by Christmas would be nice since you're actually having a Christmas this year.

P.S.

[darcydodo]

so I'm borrowing Mum's computer

Is that my old computer??

[rysmiel.livejournal.com]

Oh, love. *hug* You have my sympathy, and I hope you feel much better soon; and am very glad, though not in the least surprised, that cartesiandaemon is so good a support in this particular scale of adversity.

[deborah_c]

I'm glad Jack's there to look after you. Having flu on your own is utterly miserable.

I'm glad I got the chance to see you, though, even if it wasn't the original plan!

[green-knight.livejournal.com]

I hope you're feeling better soon, but at lest you've got people around who'll look after you, which helps.

[ravingglory.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. I do hope you feel better soon. Take care of yourself.

[hatam-soferet.livejournal.com]

Poor dear badger.

I was too dizzy to stand most of the time

At this point it is okay to break promises. It is all right to say "I am sick and can't come." Really it is. Look after yourself, dear thing.

[liv]

I am incredibly sorry for getting cut off in the middle of talking to you. I got in such a panic when my phone ran out of credit that I didn't react in a very sensible way, but I felt really bad about leaving you wondering.

[liv]

Thank you! cartesiandaemon is indeed a fantastically good, cuddly thing. I am totally amazed at how sweet and supportive he was when I was sick and generally unpleasant company. Now I have my parents looking after me, and they are more practical than cuddly, but it's still nice.

[liv]

Thank you! How are you doing? I hope you're perfectly recovered in time for Limmud yourself.

[lethargic-man.livejournal.com]

Yes, I've been okay apart from that blip on Thursday. But after two illnesses in December last year, and two already this year, I'm getting very jumpy about Limmud. Probably I ought to have insured myself for it against illness. I've got to the point at which I've just taken some Vitamin C because I've got a sore throat, even though that's probably just due to shouting at the idiot pedestrian whose response to being shouted "Watch out!" at, after she crossed the road without looking, was to give me a shove as I cycled past. (Fortunately, I didn't lose my balance, and cycled off exchanging swear-words with her. (So much for the season of goodwill to all men.) I hope she gets hit by the next cyclist she walks in front of, to teach her a lesson.)

Anyhow, I hope you're feeling better yourself by now.

On a different topic, you'll probably find my latest blog post (http://lethargic-man.livejournal.com/238434.html) interesting.

[blue-mai.livejournal.com]

not to worry, i'm just glad you were ok. don't they still have payphones in airports?