Apparently Babies-R-Us knows something I don't, and has decided to begin a baby registry for me.
Either that, or there's another person with my maiden name (first and last) who is currently expecting and thinks that my email address is hers.
But imagine my shock when I woke up this morning to emails congratulating me.
In case of any confusion: I'm NOT pregnant. I've never been pregnant. I'm not trying to become pregnant. I'm still taking pills to prevent such a disaster (timing is truly Not Right at the moment), and have been for many years. If this situation ever changes, I hope I'll be the first to know (or at least suspect) rather than having Big Brother at Babies-R-Us somehow knowing before I do, and setting up an account for me... ...
Though I do have to wonder whether I'm registered for anything particularly cool... :)
Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Friday, October 24, 2008
*cough cough cough* ow.
On Tuesday, I was starting to feel allergies coming on.
On Wednesday, I picked up some much needed allergy medications, and that night I slept in the living room on the big black "moon chair" so I could sleep sitting up.
On Thursday, I could barely breathe and spent much of the day wondering whether it really was allergies or something more serious. That night I tried to sleep sitting up in bed (as the moon chair really hadn't been all that comfortable)...
I was woken a couple times per hour with the need to cough. Each time I woke up, I was rather pleased to see that Graham was curled up around my foot (which had come out from under the covers at some point). However, each time I coughed I was dismayed to notice my DH roll over. By choosing to "sleep" in bed thinking that it'd improve my sleep, instead I managed to disturb my DH's sleep.
Finally, at about 5am, I grabbed a tissue to blow my nose. While my nose-blowing is nowhere near as loud as my DH's, the simple act freaked out Graham and the poor kitty went scurrying from the room. So I got up, went into the bathroom, and took some expectorant and got a cough lozenge. As I came out of the bathroom, I noticed both kitties were sitting outside the door with worried looks on their faces. I reassured them both, then came out to the computer.
This cough has very quickly developed into a severe chest cough. I want to hope it's short lived, but I seem to have a history of downplaying coughs only to discover much later that it was a serious issue. For example, in law school, after about 3 months of coughing (without ever feeling sick that I could recall by the end of it) I finally went to the doctor and learned that I *had* had bronchitis, but had recovered with the exception that nobody bothered to let my lungs know that they didn't need to cough anymore... so I had to go on a prescription cough suppressant (actually, something that numbed the cough reflex)... So of course, now I'm worried that I may have bronchitis or similar, or am on my way to being similarly ill from all the congestion dripping down into my lungs.
So, of course, now I'm worried, I can't sleep, I'm in pain, I'm tired, and I don't know whether I should stay home from work to rest and try to get better, or whether I'm just overreacting to allergies that aren't going to get better from rest. Gah.
At least I finished knitting my warm socks last night. Maybe I'll wear those for a while this morning to see if I feel any better. ;)
On Wednesday, I picked up some much needed allergy medications, and that night I slept in the living room on the big black "moon chair" so I could sleep sitting up.
On Thursday, I could barely breathe and spent much of the day wondering whether it really was allergies or something more serious. That night I tried to sleep sitting up in bed (as the moon chair really hadn't been all that comfortable)...
I was woken a couple times per hour with the need to cough. Each time I woke up, I was rather pleased to see that Graham was curled up around my foot (which had come out from under the covers at some point). However, each time I coughed I was dismayed to notice my DH roll over. By choosing to "sleep" in bed thinking that it'd improve my sleep, instead I managed to disturb my DH's sleep.
Finally, at about 5am, I grabbed a tissue to blow my nose. While my nose-blowing is nowhere near as loud as my DH's, the simple act freaked out Graham and the poor kitty went scurrying from the room. So I got up, went into the bathroom, and took some expectorant and got a cough lozenge. As I came out of the bathroom, I noticed both kitties were sitting outside the door with worried looks on their faces. I reassured them both, then came out to the computer.
This cough has very quickly developed into a severe chest cough. I want to hope it's short lived, but I seem to have a history of downplaying coughs only to discover much later that it was a serious issue. For example, in law school, after about 3 months of coughing (without ever feeling sick that I could recall by the end of it) I finally went to the doctor and learned that I *had* had bronchitis, but had recovered with the exception that nobody bothered to let my lungs know that they didn't need to cough anymore... so I had to go on a prescription cough suppressant (actually, something that numbed the cough reflex)... So of course, now I'm worried that I may have bronchitis or similar, or am on my way to being similarly ill from all the congestion dripping down into my lungs.
So, of course, now I'm worried, I can't sleep, I'm in pain, I'm tired, and I don't know whether I should stay home from work to rest and try to get better, or whether I'm just overreacting to allergies that aren't going to get better from rest. Gah.
At least I finished knitting my warm socks last night. Maybe I'll wear those for a while this morning to see if I feel any better. ;)
Thursday, October 2, 2008
ugh...
either I'm sick or I swallowed a huge allergen last night cuz my throat is clogged beyond belief and I think it's dripped down into my lungs. My lungs hurt. :(
On a positive note, however, I've done a whole heck of a lot with my knitting over the past couple months. I still haven't finished that winter night afghan (I still need to pick up and knit the border), but I have finished 2 scarves and 1 hat for homeless teens in the San Francisco area. I've also gotten about 60% through my first-ever sock (next time I'm doing toe-up cuz I'm getting really nervous about whether I'm going to have enough yarn in the skein to finish it), and I've got a beautiful and soft cabled afghan about 40% done that the cats have already decided they thoroughly approve of (which simply means I'm going to have to make a couple more with those yarns).
I also have a few other projects on the needles, and supplies of yarn to last me through whatever natural disaster may occur causing the extinction of all fiber sources. ;)
On a positive note, however, I've done a whole heck of a lot with my knitting over the past couple months. I still haven't finished that winter night afghan (I still need to pick up and knit the border), but I have finished 2 scarves and 1 hat for homeless teens in the San Francisco area. I've also gotten about 60% through my first-ever sock (next time I'm doing toe-up cuz I'm getting really nervous about whether I'm going to have enough yarn in the skein to finish it), and I've got a beautiful and soft cabled afghan about 40% done that the cats have already decided they thoroughly approve of (which simply means I'm going to have to make a couple more with those yarns).
I also have a few other projects on the needles, and supplies of yarn to last me through whatever natural disaster may occur causing the extinction of all fiber sources. ;)
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