11/7/09

Bleagh...

The end of my week hasn't been so great. I fell asleep on Wednesday night with a scratchy throat which I thought was from the dry, cold air I was breathing. So I filled up my water bottle and figured that'd fix it. I woke up miserable. Within an hour and a half I'd developed a fever, a massive headache, and a mostly-gone voice. I called my doctor and he phoned in a prescription for me for some antibiotics. Patrick went to class and came back with some orange juice and soup for me, and a thermometer so I could track my fever's progress. It was a flighty thing.
I called out of work, and I think I gave my manager a heart attack when I said I had a mild flu strain. I said I'd be back today, and he got all defensive. "You don't know that, the flu could last for five days or more." I said that as long as I wasn't contagious I'd be in attendance. Especially since we got a new deal in: any size pizza with any number of toppings for $10. I was told that yesterday was sheer insanity. It didn't help, of course, that all the schools had off Thursday and Friday for an in-service.

Well, I've cast on a scarf for my friend Dan. He asked for one and I promised I'd make it, and I've been putting it off. So he's getting a cream alpaca one-row scarf. Hopefully I'll have it done by Monday? I don't think so, but I'll let my hopes be dashed to the rocks. I've also made progress on the Peppermint Blanket, but I don't have any pictures of that yet. It's about a foot-and-a-half on each side. Patrick still hasn't done anything past his center square. I've given up waiting for him because I believe he is what I call a "Sometimes Knitter." He knits when he feels like it, which is usually when I am knitting in front of him. I don't often enjoy knitting in front of other people. Certain people, anyway. I don't knit at D&D any more because I feel like everyone is staring at me. And in a kitchen the size of a bedroom, and when you have eight or nine people crammed around a tiny table.... there's not much elbow room and even cotton socks are just another layer of fabric on an already overheating body.

Well, I'm going to go watch a movie now and knit a bit on Peppermint Blanket. It'll keep my lap warm as I count down the time to work. I probably shouldn't be going, but my bank account keeps tugging at my shoulder and reminding me that I'm not saving as much as I should be. I'm not staying late, though, even if we're busy. It's only a four-hour shift. I just hope we won't be quite as busy as we were yesterday. I don't think I could handle it.

can you hear the calling of the raving wind and water?
we just keep dreaming of the land 'cross the river
we are always on the way to find the place we belong
wandering to no where, we're paddling
down the raging sea
~Yuki Kajiura "to nowhere"

2 comments:

Roxie said...

Sweetie, I know you need the money, but I don't want to get the flu from my pizza. Couldn't you find a way to stay home? I once got hepatitus from a nice salad at Skipper's because someone was too poor to stay home when he was sick.

Donna Lee said...

I'm glad the shift is over. BTW, who won the contest?