Tag: sick


I felt feverish again just before lunch. I tried napping a bit but that didn’t help much. I took more Advil and then headed down to the mall. There is a fruit juice bar where they have a ton of fruit out in front. I asked if they sold just the fruit, and they did. So I bought a banana and 2 apples for $2 and after eating the fruit I’m feeling better.

Hopefully I’ll stay that way.

No workout today

Well, I’ve got the chills and the fever is back and it is probably not a good idea to work out this afternoon. I walked over to the gym and found Bernard and told him and he agreed that I shouldn’t work out when I was sick. strausmouse also suggested that I just rest and drink fluids. I’ve got a liter and a half of water in front of my, I’ve just taken some Advil and I’ve been guzzling OJ as much as I can.

Also, my boss is in town today and tomorrow and I have to meet with him late this afternoon and that would have impacted my workout as well, so it’s all for the best. At this point, I still plan on doing my cardio workout tomorrow. I’ll skip lower body this week and do arms and shoulders on Saturday as usual.

Not! Gettting ! Sick!

For the last two days, I’ve had that creeping feeling that my body has been fighting off whatever it is that’s been going around. I haven’t been sick in the sense of having a cold/fever, etc. since before I began this recent phase of workouts (in the last 94 days). But last night, I felt a little feverish before going to bed. While I didn’t have fever dreams (I did have some unsettling dreams, but they were not fever dreams) last night, I woke up several times, coughing and feeling off. I fully expected to wake up this morning with that raw feeling in my throat. So far so good. But I did feel a little feverish so I took some Advil, guzzled some orange juice and headed into work.

It would suck to get sick right now because I’ve got the big dinner on Saturday and I’ll be in NYC all weekend. So I’m fighting it. I’m scheduled to workout with Bernard this afternoon and I still plan on that workout at this time. I’ll see how I feel after lunch before I make a final decision.

I’m fighting it, regardless. I’ve decided that I’m Not! Getting Sick!

Sick day

I woke up about an hour ago (3 AM-ish) feeling blah, so I decided to take a sick day today. In some ways, I am really too busy to take a sick day (I’m skipping 2 meetings, and I have a ton and a half of work to do). But it might not have mattered either way. If I went into the office feeling sick, I wouldn’t have been productive. I can use the extra sleep. Of course, these are all excuses, I suppose, but that’s the way it goes.

I also feel bad about not going to the gym first thing this morning, but maybe if I feel better later today I can go to Greenbelt. Today is a cardio day; I hadn’t planned on a big strength training workout, so we’ll see how I feel later today.

For now, I’m going back to bed.

Back in the office

I started out the day staying home because my cough had kept me up much of the night. But around 10 AM, I realized that I had quite a bit of work to do, so I got dressed, and headed into the office.

So here I am, trying to stay on top of these three projects I am working on. At least I’ve got some good music to listen to.

And I’m hungry now. I’ve got to go get something to eat!

Sick day

I took what is being perceived as the cliche “sick day after coming back from Las Vegas” today, but in fact, I am really not feeling great. I think it’s a combination of the lack of sleep and all of the smoke in that city, not to mention the travel that did me in. Whether it is allergies or a cold that is developing (or just irriation of some kind) I don’t know, but it has more or less wiped me out.

In Santa Monica

I’m here at the hotel in Santa Moncia, just before 10 AM local time. My flight got in a little early. The flight was more than half empty, I’d estimate. There were some bumps, but nothing I’d consider moderate. I managed to sleep about 2 hours on the flight, and spent most of the rest of the time nearly finishing up The Many Worlds of Barry Malzberg,

I’m feeling feverish again–I thought it was perhaps because I was crammed in on the plane, but I don’t know. The only medicine I have with me (because I was feeling better) is Tylenol PM, so I’m running over to the drug store to get some Advil. The Tylenol PM seems to do nothing for the fever.

I managed to get the same room here at the hotel as I did last time–which was back in September, I think. It’s close to the elevators, which is good, but it looks right out onto the pool–in fact, there is a door and I can walk out there directly from my room if I wanted to. I don’t think that will be too much of a problem, as even in late January, swimming conditions aren’t optimal in L.A.

Lisa is picking me up at 11:30 to go to the kickball game. Mom and Dad are meeting me for dinner at 5:30. I’m off to get some Advil and then maybe some breakfast.

Finally out of bed

I finally got out of bed at around 4 PM, which has to be nearly a record for me. I can think of only one other time in the last 10 years that I stayed in bed nearly all day–and that was also when I was very sick, sometime between 1996 and early 1998.

I did a few hours worth of work from home, outlining two dozen “use cases” for an application I’m developing. I also finished up reading Foundation’s Triumph. Perhaps because I was sick this time around, it didn’t seem quite as good as the first time I read it, seven years ago. Even the spectacular ending was tainted somewhat, perhaps because I knew it was coming.

Next up is Robert Heinlein’s The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress. I’ve started the book once before but never got very far. Jason read it, however, and said it was really good, so I’m giving it another shot. I’m still on a science fiction kick anyway, although I think I’ll need a dose of nonfiction in the not-too-distant future. I’m also trying to catch up on half a year’s worth of SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN articles. Slowly, but surely.

I don’t think I mentioned that I did a little bit of writing on “The Graveyard Shift” yesterday. It’s giving me some trouble because the scope of the stroy is expanding beyond the type of thing that I normally deal with. Conceivably, this could grown in excess of 50,000 words if I wanted it to. I’ve never wanted to write something that long. I much prefer writing short fiction, but I’m hesitant to limit the story because of that. I may just need to allow it to find it’s natural length. If nothing else, it’s good practice.

I’m going to eat something now; I can’t wait any longer. I’m starving.

When will this fever break?

I can tell that it’s going to break soon because about an hour ago I started getting chills, so I wrapped myself up in blankets in order to sweat this thing out. I also took a couple more Advil. I’ve felt a little better since then, but not much. Enough, however, to arise from my stupor and actually check email. Keep in mind, it’s 1:15 PM out here and I’m still in bed!! Here I am getting started on checking email. You can also see Zeke curled up at the foot of my bed, resting as peacefully as I wish I could.

I’ve been drinking fluids but haven’t eaten anything yet today. The reason for this is the whole “starve a fever” theory. I was always certain that was an old wives tale, but this month’s SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN has a short column on why it’s better to starve a fever. Fine, but I’m getting hungry and sooner or later my urge to eat something will outweigh by desire to starve this fever.

“Miserable” is one way to describe it

As I think I’ve said before, this can’t be the flu that I have. It can’t be the flu because I paid good money to get a flu shot to protect me from getting the flu, which I will continue to insist I don’t have from now to the end of time. What I do have is: a congested head, fever (complete with burning eyes, lavish fever dreams, etc.), various aches and pains, a sore, scratchy throat. All of which are classic symptoms of something that I clearly don’t have. I need a name for what I have.

I have decided to call it the “fluke”.

The fluke is like the flu in every way, except for the fact that it is not the flu, cannot be the flu, because if it were the flu, it would mean that the flu shot that I got was bad, didn’t work, was a dud. When one gets a flu shot, getting the flu thereafter would be the greatest of coincidences. It would, in fact, be a “fluke”. Thus the name.

Miserable is one way to describe it.

Annoying is another way to describe it. In any event, I’ve decided to stay home from work today, mainly because, well, I feel like crap and if I were to go into work, I’d feel like crap at work and more than likely make other people feel like crap by passing along this fluke to other fellow flu-shot recipients.

Has anyone ever noticed that the fever dreams are worse than the fever itself? Does anyone know why the brain behaves this way when the body temperature is slightly elevated? Do dreams get weirder as body temperature increases? Is the converse true? If my body temperature were to steadily drop below normal, does this mean by dreams would grow increasingly mundane? If so, then at some point the dreams should grow so normal as to be indistunguishable from reality. I wonder what that temperature would be? Am I the only one who thinks of these things? (You probably think that I have a fever right now, and you’d be right, but I assure you the fever has no impact on my thought process. This is the way I think, even fluke-free.)

It’s been a little over 5 hours since I last took NyQuil. Technically, you are supposed to take it every 6 hours, but what with the fever and the congestion, etc., I am going to bump it up a little and take it now. If it helps rid me of the fever dreams (which are far too elaborate to even attempt to describe) then it will be worth it for that reason alone.

Oh, and by the way, it’s been raining all night long.

Still sick

Well, I woke up still feeling feverish this morning and my throat was still scratchy. I’m going to be pissed if this turns out to be the flu because it will have been a big waste of $18 for that flu shot.

I just called the Oriole’s ticket office in order to get an extra ticket to the Sunday, April 16 game against the Angels. Eric and Ryane are going to be coming down for that game (Ryane is an Angel’s fan) and I got a ticket exactly two rows behind where my season seats are located (section 29 row J, seats 9-10). The cool thing was the extra ticket cost less than half what they go for in the regular season because I’m a season ticket holder.

It’s very bright and sunny out but it’s cooled off quite a bit since yesterday so the bright sunshine is a bit of an illusion.

I spent the morning play MVP baseball 2005. I didn’t have energy to do much else, but it’s about time I got off my butt and started Getting Things Done this weekend. I’m also hoping to finish up Foundation’s Triumph today, although I haven’t decide what it is I am going to read next.