fidesquaerens (marta_bee) wrote,

in which Marta is one sick puppy (literally)

I thought I was finally feeling better from the head-cold-that-is-now bronchitis. The low grade fever has all but disappeared and I'm coughing less. Breathing is still a challenge, though not as much of one as before I got the inhaler yesterday. Every time I walked around even to the kitchen or the bathroom I felt dizzy, but I attributed that to basically sitting/lying in bed for the better part of three days.

Today's big excitement was going down to street level but not far, just to the laundromat to pick up some clothes my roommate had run down for me a few days ago. I also picked up medicine (Dayquil cough syrup rather than Nyquil this time, so hopefully I'll be a little less loopy) and stopped by the local Chinese shop for grilled chicken + white rice. Only my voice is still wonky - I no longer sound like a frog, but I am squeaking every third word. I guess they misheard me because they gave me this fried tofu crud with French Fries. Too rough to swallow even if it didn't taste like fried cardboard, so there's $6 wasted. I also picked up a pastry for my neighbor, asked for a chocolate eclair but they heard custard and gave me that.

I think this is better, but it still feels really icky. :-S
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