Two-day pattern seems to be: fever down in the morning, creeps up by one degree every few hours. Was at 102.5 by bedtime last night, closer to 99 first thing this morning (but I still blew off my Torah reading... *sigh*). Currently back to 101. Blah.

Yesterday I felt too ill to be bored as long as I could lie mercifully still. Have now reached the point of being restless (neither bed nor couch is comfortable anymore) but still too low-energy to do anything. Blah.

At least the stomach upset has mostly passed. But I still have little appetite, so not even food as a distraction. Blah.

Should drink some more, though. Maybe I can manage a shower and then another nap.

I've been fighting off a cold for over a week... and it finally got the upper hand. :-P Last night, after working a full day (and I do mean full), I bagged on the company Holiday Outing due to being too wiped. Today I set the alarm for the usual time, then proceeded to snooze for two more hours before calling in sick.

So far I'm having the feeling of "a whole day at home! -- and -- blah, all I want to do is lie on the couch!" But that's exactly what I am supposed to be doing, so I will not bother myself about the to-do lists. At all.

I am likely to get a little bored by late afternoon, however, so feel free to call or SMS me. I might be on AIM sporadically if I feel up to sitting up.

For now, back to the tea and Terry Pratchett.

Edit, 2:15pm: Wow. Forget the couch; after I wrote the above, I went back to bed and stayed there for FOUR MORE HOURS. And I might do that again yet this afternoon. :-P

Mole excision: complete.
Elapsed time, entry to exit: 24 minutes.

Sensation: still none. As firstfrost noted, modern anesthetics are Very Good (not to mention instantaneous).
Bandage: off in 3 days.
Stitches: out in 9-10 days.
Short-term prognosis: fine.
Biopsy: results to come.

Now to try and put the incision site entirely out of my head until I can remove the bandage on Friday and get a look at it.

Chance of Diesel appearance tonight: good.
Chance of weekend update before then: excellent.
Chance of contra dancing tonight after that: not so good. :-)

[additional comment offering tickets for tonight's Dresden Dolls show moved to its own post]

The weekend of Much Happy Weddingness is at an end. Large numbers of us have, accordingly, adorned ourselves and eaten and drunk and danced and sung and wept and loved and cherished. Amen.

I would write more, but I'm past due for bed. (Not, of course, before finishing up the shul newsletter layout... and then taking an extra hour to play around with a complete redesign for the fall issue. But hey.)

Quick personal note: I'm having what is technically minor surgery tomorrow (Tuesday) afternoon, to have a mole removed. The procedure itself is only scheduled to take 30 minutes (1:45-2:15pm), but I really have no idea what to expect after that (in part because of the location of the excision, although it is above the waist). So I may be able to go back to work afterwards, and maybe even to Diesel later, but I'm thinking contra dancing = likely not such a good idea. Oh well. Wish me luck, anyway.

Casual readers may or may not know that LJ had a major power outage this weekend and was down for over 24 hours. Not a catastrophe, but I admit its absence was palpable for me. Amazing how intrinsically LJ has become woven into my mental space.

So, Friday: work, shul, then joined Tiger Boy for a Shabbat dinner in my neighborhood with the MIT Reform Chavurah where I met and re-met a lot of lovely people (including miraclaire. *waves* It's a while since I met anyone new who said "Hey, do I recognize you from LJ?" Hee).

Saturday: The low-grade cold I've had all week moved up into my ears, right on schedule. More shul, at which the Mystery Hunt was much discussed. Costume shopping for Talley's Folly at the Davis Sq. Goodwill, then a little extra Goodwill shopping for myself (all very successful). Dinner at home, made some buttons (replenishing stock before Arisia), worked on memorizing my lines (we're supposed to have them basically down by Tuesday night's rehearsal, aaah!), then watched Fraggle Rock with Tiger Boy.

Today: Would have gone cross-country skiing except that the group outing was cancelled for lack of snow (!). Didn't end up going ice skating (the proposed alternative plan) either, though. Instead: Went out for brunch (on which more under separate cover). Borrowed ablock's car to make a preliminary grocery run to Brookline for next Monday's Tu B'Shvat seder. Started work on the shul newsletter layout (which I ought to go finish). Had the first round of Honorable Menschen auditions, which went off well; one more session tomorrow night before we make decisions.

( notes from the home front )

I feel like there is more to report, or at least, that a lot has happened that the above doesn't capture the way I thought it would. I think I'm just not taking the time (or the liberty) to flesh it out right now. Miles to go before I sleep. Even if I'm not the one with two paper revisions to turn in this week.

well, whatever's going around, I've got it now too. :-P

Started with feeling flushed and tired yesterday, escalated to a sore throat today, and now it's crept up into my sinuses (the way my colds always do move up and down; it'll proceed into my chest over the next few days, I predict).

Unless it improves significantly overnight, I'm staying home tomorrow. Bleah.

Got home from rehearsal (which, I should add, greenlily ran wonderfully)...
to discover that I am running a fever of almost 100.

Hmm. This would explain why I started feeling so run-down and crummy.
It also bodes poorly for Kol Nidrei &c tomorrow night. But we'll see.

And I still haven't written my apology letter, but now I really don't feel like tackling it. I don't even feel like going out to get milk. Maybe bed would be the better part of valor.

Last night my homeboys made me swear up and down that I would call today for a doctor's appointment, because my right wrist has now been bugging me to various degrees for over three weeks. Since I got the new brace, it's much improved over what it was for a while, but now there's a spot on the outside (just under the heel of my hand) that feels noticeably sore and possibly swollen. Not a lot, but clearly it's not normal either.

I hate calling for appointments. Having the appointment doesn't faze me a bit, but making it is like pulling teeth sometimes. Do I really think this represents a medical danger? Are they going to tell me anything other than "take some ibuprofen, use some ice, try to lay off the typing/mousing"? And if not, what's the point?

But I said I would, so I had to.

( In which I learn the meaning of 'suck it up'. )

Still didn't feel like eating much in the way of lunch, so I got frozen yogurt with strawberries and kiwi on it instead.

I hereby forbid any of you to tell me any more sad stories about how you just can't bring yourself to do XYZ important thing that you know perfectly well is for your own good. This is how it's done. I don't want to hear your excuses.

Love from PMS-land,
chanaleh

I did actually go to work yesterday, since I wasn't feeling too sickly at that point other than running and dripping all over the place (remind me to bring the Lysol to disinfect my keyboard when I get back). However, by 2:30 I felt worse again, and headed home, whereupon my fever had spiked to 102.4. Yikes! More Tylenol, a movie that I slept through half of, a real nap after that, and I was down closer to 101. This morning it's 100.5. I am staying home and pushing endless fluids like a good girl. Mmm, ginger tea.

My cold (which came on suddenly yesterday) seems better today, and I took a walk this afternoon and even managed to get to the grocery store and everything. Still, much of today I've been sad, sad, sad. Bleah.

The only one of tonight's parties I managed to go to was mrieser's (since he now lives 3 blocks down the street from me), and although it was pleasant enough, I didn't go until 9 and left at 11:30. Now it's midnight and I might as well go to bed.

Don't forget to turn your clocks back, yo.