I. AM. EXHAUSTED.
I went back to work today and looking back that might not have been the best idea I’ve ever had. By noon I was just… done. My boss came over and asked me three times in a row if I was SURE I was ready to be back. In my mind I am, my body doesn’t seem to agree though. But man, three days of paperwork sitting on my desk this morning and OMG URGENT EMAILS THAT NEED TO BE ANSWERED LAST WEEK and voicemails and when I think about taking ANOTHER day off it makes my left eye twitch.
Also, there’s The Taste. One of the antibiotics (Metronidazole) is leaving a CONSTANT (as in NOT EVER STOPPING) metallic/acid taste in my mouth. It will not go away. I thought at first that all the Propel Ben was pouring down my throat was leaving a funny taste. Then I thought that breakfast tasted a little weird on Sunday. Then the peanut butter this morning tasted really off. THEN! It suddenly dawned on me something the doctor said about one of the medications leaving a bad “metallic taste in the mouth” and that’s exactly what I’m tasting.
I’ve tried EVERYTHING to get rid of it. Bread, citrus, mint, EVERYTHING. If I’m not eating or drinking something, it’s there. And it sucks. And I have 5 more days of antibiotics to take. So I literally sipped water all day long. Which meant that I was up and down to go to the bathroom all day long. Which means my side is a bit more sore than I’d like today.
Really, CAN I JUST BE BETTER NOW!?
That was my Monday. Stupid colon.
And here’s a meme so this isn’t all a pitiful pile of shit.
Imagine you can only keep 5 things that you have (people not included). What 5 things would you keep?
-Laptop (pictures, important documents, social networks, Freecell)
-Camera (To document whatever major catastrophe only left me five things.)
-The sunflower afghan my step-mom crocheted for me. (It’s cold outside.)
-My toothbrush (You shouldn’t neglect your gums.)
-My genie lamp (For three more wishes.)
What’s the hardest thing you’ve ever had to learn?
That words are, in fact, stronger than sticks or stones. Or hand grenades.
Today is the first day of the rest of my life and I’m going to…
Take a nap.