updatey update

i continue to be tired and achey and congestey and so forth. no big deal; i'll go to work for a while tomorrow (i think i need seven hours to get up to a full work week), and there'll be curling, i suppose, but then i'll sleep for about 72 hours. or, there'll be a break -- i have a hair appointment on saturday. whatever. i'm still on drugs, and still on yogurt with active cultures. god's truth, girls. my extremely scientific experiments have proven it: as long as i eat the yogurt, no problem, but let me not eat yogurt for as little as two doses of antibiotics, and BAM -- misery. i'll never be cavalier about it ever again. if i'm out of yogurt, i don't take the medicine.

also, just for everyone's information who cares: this saturday the bruise on my knee will be six weeks old. it remains a bruise. it's not nearly as dark as it was, but there's still some purpleyness, and there's definitely still swelling. still can't kneel on it. so for those of you who tried curling last week? consider this an object lesson. don't sweep with your slider on your downhill foot, no matter what you might see Other People doing.

it's come to my attention that i've seemed unhappy lately. i'm not, really -- just tired and sick. and tired. jesus, and i haven't done my taxes yet.

yeah. so. i'll be back to my usual, um, sunny self one of these days. when my ears quit popping.

wow, i'm such a slacker.

[edit, apropos of yesterday's post: this morning, the line lately i reek of discontentment has been on my mind, and i can't think what it's from. my current front-runner is chariots of fire -- i'll have to put the DVD in and double check.]

so i'm not at work today because (a) it's Good Friday so the place is technically, i suppose, closed and nobody much is there, and (b) i woke up on time this morning, but had evidently twisted around enough in my sleep that i had pulled something in my neck and couldn't turn my head to the right, like, at all.

sent an e-mail to the boss man saying "i can't drive like this" and went back to bed. will get work done from here, as i did on wednesday when i was dying of the sick. am having a hard time coming up with any guilt at all.

head is more mobile now, but residue of pain still present.