Yeah, remember how I diagnosed myself as having just a cold? Today I’m thinking it’s more of a flu-type thing. Despite my parents’ insistence that I didn’t have a fever last night (using the oh-so-reliable method of feeling my forehead with their hands), today I got a thermometer (along with more meds and orange juice) and took my temperature. This morning it was 99.9 degrees F. This afternoon, it went up to 100.3 F.
I took some Sudafed to relieve my congestion, but it seems to work off and on. I also took some Advil; apparently you can use Advil as a fever reducer. So says the bottle, anyway. Go figure that now I don’t have health insurance, my immune system revolts and I get this cold-flu-whatever thing. boo!
On the plus side, since I’m out of commission to do anything really useful like job hunt, I’ve basically been vegging out and doing…nothing productive.
You might call that “relaxing,” but it just feels like “being lazy” to me. I’ve been watching more TV than I ever watched in the past few months (when I was on my odd TV strike). I seem to be on a Court TV kick. I also watched The Holiday yesterday, which was enjoyable. I wouldn’t buy it on DVD, but it was entertaining.
I’m also going to use my fever as an excuse for falling off the yarn wagon and purchasing more in the past few days. My order from The Loopy Ewe is on its way, along with a special order that I just placed (ahem), though I’m not sure how long that will take to arrive. Then today, in my fevered stupor, I went on to Blue Moon Fiber Arts and bought two skeins of Socks That Rock lightweight in Thistle (of course) and Lucy. Lucy seems to be the companion to Little Bunny Foo Foo, which I’ve been seeing and hearing a lot in blogland, but I don’t really like baby pink, and the blue is just pretty.
I knit a bit today on my Mona Sock, but the lace (while easy) requires some attention be paid to it, so I can’t do it for very long since my brain is kind of wonky right now. I also worked on my Wicked sweater, but there’s so much stockinette that it gets boring PLUS I’m working with 100% wool in my lap WITH A FEVER, and that is just insane and I can’t do it for long.
I think I need a nap or something, but I can’t sleep! oh dear. Sickness = icky.
I’m off to take my temperature again. Not sure the Advil is working.
EDIT: I got my tax refund today, so now I’m less guilty about the Socks That Rock purchase.
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My fever just broke! WOO! Back down to 97 degrees F! 