Juuust a Bit Better

And I have a Harry movie on and the creepy part is coming, so I thought I'd follow up on the insanity that was my earlier entry.

Even though my head is just a little loopy, which means that the med has kicked in and calmed the stomach ickies, and the Advil has kicked in so my back is hold-up-able. For however long it lasts. I even put all that pain-killing goo on my bad mouth places and ate some pop-tarts. I've been finding that it's very difficult to eat solid food without using your tongue.

Okay, so plan for tomorrow is to definitely talk to, if not see, a doctor, and to get more mouth goo and other little goodies. Although I don't generally scan the internet for details when I have a real disease -- only when I think I might have one -- I did do a little research, and dehydration does seem to be a big factor here. And if I put on enough mooth goo first, I can drink without much pain, for a while, at least. Anybody know if you can give Pedialyte to grownups? I'd rather walk around with a saline drip in my arm than drink water all day.

Anyway, putting up the tree today was happy and fun and I loved it. We have so many ornament themes: Disney (you knew that), rocking horses, racoons, glass balls, handmade ornaments, and the irreverent ornaments that my darling daughters have brought in recent years. I'll try to get pictures of those tomorrow.

I'm getting spacey now, so I'll finish up. After I posted before, the Hubs came and chatted awhile and got the full picture of my illness (during which I tearfully apologized to him for making him marry a mess, which, predictably, he said was hardly my fault and that I was not a mess anyway), and then K sat with me for the Simpsons, but we mostly talked. I felt very good then, but not in a teary way (and not physically at that point, although a little better now.)

Okay. People who are drugged up should not write on the Internet! Oughta be a law.

WATCHING HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE :: ENTRY #1650