Supposed to rain today. Sure feels like it will all day. I’m not one of those up-with-the-sun types, which should surprise nobody, but I am affected by heavy cloud cover, so the inverse is somewhat true. It doesn’t really matter how much sleep I get or what my hours of sleeping are like, if there’s a lot of clouds overhead and the sun just has absolutely no shot of showing its face, I find it much, much harder to make my way out of bed in the morning. And so it was this morning, perhaps aided by the numerous medications I am talking to keep myself functioning strong despite having a cold, that I acquired nearly ten hours of sleep, only forcing myself to wake up after the second or third glance at the red numbering of the clock, telling me quite passive-aggressively that I have been sleeping for longer than perhaps I would have liked to.
It’s December? That doesn’t make any sense. I mean, aside from the cooler temperatures, the general cloudiness, the seasonal cold, the Christmas decorations, the jingle bells in every single commercial on TV, et cetera. But you could tell me it was October-February and I could believe that, just not really the middle point among all of that. That’s sort of insane to think. But, here we are. 2016 is ending, 2017 is coming. Monday becomes Tuesday. 4PM becomes 5PM. Lunch becomes dinner. I’m feeling good about things, I am moving forward with things, and I am almost over this congestion, which has gone from causing me crazy sinus pressure to just sort of setting up shop halfway between my nasal passages and my throat. The end result is a lot of gross sound effects and not much else as I struggle to remove this last bastion of congestion. Congestibastion. At least it’s an excuse to eat lots of soup.
Another day, another development in health because I don’t really have too much else to talk about today. My big, bad doctor’s appointment is in three hours, so between now and then, my primary concern is the fact that I feel significantly more -normal- today, save for the twenty pounds of cotton balls that have been jammed beneath my eyes. Now, I’m a mouth breather by trade, so aside from feeling a little more dried out than usual, things are largely back to the status quo. Look behind the curtain however, and what actually happens is that what little air I can muster through my nostrils augments what I pull down the ol’ gullet, and so today I’m just breathing a little bit heavily, trying to simultaneously acquire precious oxygen and keep my mouth from becoming a parched desert wasteland. It’s a delicate balance that would occupy more of my brainspace if I didn’t have a doctor’s appointment to worry about. There, there’s the silver lining.
Getting over the cold. It’s moving up from my throat to my sinuses. Doctor’s appointment tomorrow, hoping for good news. Good news > bad news > no news. I think? I dunno, I just don’t think I can handle having to come back months and months later and just spend time in limbo not sure if I need to be worried about my health or not. Want to make it worse? Want to know a little gross information? I got a boil yesterday too. Got them in the past, always assumed they were some kind of zit. I don’t know why my body thinks that the solution to everything is to form a cyst. It’s a stupid plan, body. Making a hard swollen bump full of gross stuff doesn’t do jack shit. I think. I don’t know, I’m not a doctor. But I did see a doctor once after a cyst and all he could say was “Your body really likes to make cysts, doesn’t it?” I wonder how much money that guy makes.
Eventually, when it gets cold out, you get sick. It’s kind of an eventuality. I felt a little flash of fever yesterday but just sorta pushed through it. I got my OJ flush. My throat hurts a lot when I swallow and my sinuses are basically running at a steady stream down the back (hence the soreness), but if I spend an hour hocking loogies into a trash can, it feels better for a while. Taking a day or so off, probably, just to rest my voice and let it do its thing. I won’t let it keep me down though. I do have the big serious doctor appointment on Thursday, and I hope being sick doesn’t interfere with that. I’m ready to be as good as I feel, or felt. I’m ready to start feeling better first, I guess. Finish this OJ, relax, don’t push myself too hard. But there’s a lot to do today also. No rest.
Birthday coming up tomorrow. I’m pretty excited, I’m always excited. Because face it, admit it if I can, I’m basically a 10 year old boy in an increasingly more aged body. And that’s something I’m perfectly fine with. Today, I’m spending the day with internet friends. Going to be doing a 12-hour or more stream all the way down to the minute (and probably a little past it) that I was born 32 years ago. Lots of good video games and good people and good times. Tomorrow is the family/selfish day. Thanksgiving, spending time with Erin and her family, watching some football, eat a ton of food, take it easy. Maybe do a stream in the evening for T-Gives people with nothing going on. Friday, I’ll be hopefully seeing some local friends and having a good time. If more things happen on the weekend, they happen. But I’m usually cranky about celebrating my birthday on non-birthdays. This year, I realized that my social life is too scattered to have it all at the same time, so to hell with it, I’ll take a week.
Haven’t really been able to function at peak efficiency today. Slept long, woke up late. Had a hard time going to bed last night, but it happened. When I got up today, the winds were whipping, the allergies were high. And they’ve already been high because I’ve been digging through my room looking for a specific item (still), I eventually gave up on it. Oh well. Still cleaning either way. At least there’s something positive coming from it. Room is still, in no uncertain terms, a mess. But it’s getting better. It’s no longer a vertical mess, it’s definitely more of a horizontal mess, which is nice, because once things get to that point, it gets very easy to see the progress that you make when you clean. The carpet becomes visible, there’s more room to walk. It’s basically a win-win. But for now, I need to do less computer blogging and more toilet clogging.