I have been sick again.
I guess I really need to stop saying;
"I never get sick."
I've been sick at least twice this year.
I have missed two days of school.
I hardly ever miss school.
I have a very low tolerance for medicine.
For some reason my body just does not do well with certain concoctions from the pharmacist.
At dinner I asked my husband what Bromfed D.M had in it.
He said it was "dizzyloopflakeyouout" medicine.
100 mili-liters. ;)
Apparently, I was a little spacey when he got home.
Rebekah asked me. "Why are you still awake?"
A couple of years ago after I had surgery, I had to go
cold turkey off the meds.
I woke up, ran across the room convinced there were bats flying around.
Of course by the time I reached the door knob and I had nearly popped a stitch, I realized I was just dreaming and it was the Tramadol making me "see" things.
Even a Benadryl makes me sleep for hours and hours.
I have been zombie like for a couple days.
Yesterday I tried to go to work, I'm sure I lost several minutes of our teacher luncheon just staring into space.
I am pretty sure I even lost a few city blocks on the way.
We have had a few stressful weeks, some of it I will share later, which is why I think my immune system is a little off.
Usually, I am pretty impervious to the little germ factory that is the classroom.
Not this time.
I have sat here all day reading and looking at my computer.
It is has me thinking about my blog.
It is probably not a good thing to do when on
"dizzyloopflakeyouout" medicine.
But...
I wonder if my blog should be a bit more personal.
Do you enjoy reading blogs that have a bit of personal content?
I want to respect my privacy and that of others but sometimes I don't get the feeling that you are really getting to know the "real" me or the real "us"
Feel free to leave a comment with your thoughts unless you are spamming me again with your creepo website.
Sprinkled with "flippyloopdopeydrug",
Katie
I'm going to go sleep this off.
Tomorrow we have an appointment at the plumbing store to talk about bathtubs. :)
I guess I really need to stop saying;
"I never get sick."
I've been sick at least twice this year.
I have missed two days of school.
I hardly ever miss school.
I have a very low tolerance for medicine.
For some reason my body just does not do well with certain concoctions from the pharmacist.
At dinner I asked my husband what Bromfed D.M had in it.
He said it was "dizzyloopflakeyouout" medicine.
100 mili-liters. ;)
Apparently, I was a little spacey when he got home.
Rebekah asked me. "Why are you still awake?"
A couple of years ago after I had surgery, I had to go
cold turkey off the meds.
I woke up, ran across the room convinced there were bats flying around.
Of course by the time I reached the door knob and I had nearly popped a stitch, I realized I was just dreaming and it was the Tramadol making me "see" things.
Even a Benadryl makes me sleep for hours and hours.
I have been zombie like for a couple days.
Yesterday I tried to go to work, I'm sure I lost several minutes of our teacher luncheon just staring into space.
I am pretty sure I even lost a few city blocks on the way.
We have had a few stressful weeks, some of it I will share later, which is why I think my immune system is a little off.
Usually, I am pretty impervious to the little germ factory that is the classroom.
Not this time.
I have sat here all day reading and looking at my computer.
It is has me thinking about my blog.
It is probably not a good thing to do when on
"dizzyloopflakeyouout" medicine.
But...
I wonder if my blog should be a bit more personal.
Do you enjoy reading blogs that have a bit of personal content?
I want to respect my privacy and that of others but sometimes I don't get the feeling that you are really getting to know the "real" me or the real "us"
Feel free to leave a comment with your thoughts unless you are spamming me again with your creepo website.
Sprinkled with "flippyloopdopeydrug",
Katie
I'm going to go sleep this off.
Tomorrow we have an appointment at the plumbing store to talk about bathtubs. :)
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