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selenayEvery now and again, say every fourth or fifth dose, my fortnightly injectable medication makes me feel like hell. Usually nausea, headache and general fluish exhaustion.
This was today's joy. With the bonus of two important meetings and a lunch invite from the boss.
I made it through the meetings. I gracefully declined the lunch invite, reinforcing the weird impression that several colleagues have that I'm a vegetarian. They were going for BBQ. While my bland soup and toast did finally settle my tummy somewhat, I suspect that the smell of meat and ketchup and frying things would have been of the bad.
Apparently it wasn't that good. The pulled pork was dry and sauce-less. So I missed nothing, as a colleague who knows that I'm an omnivore-who-eats-less-meat-than-the Canadian-standard reported.
So that is why, instead of running around with a vacuum, scrubbing the bathroom or peddling my exercise bike I'm relaxing on the sofa with tea. Those things can wait. I need some rest.
This was today's joy. With the bonus of two important meetings and a lunch invite from the boss.
I made it through the meetings. I gracefully declined the lunch invite, reinforcing the weird impression that several colleagues have that I'm a vegetarian. They were going for BBQ. While my bland soup and toast did finally settle my tummy somewhat, I suspect that the smell of meat and ketchup and frying things would have been of the bad.
Apparently it wasn't that good. The pulled pork was dry and sauce-less. So I missed nothing, as a colleague who knows that I'm an omnivore-who-eats-less-meat-than-the Canadian-standard reported.
So that is why, instead of running around with a vacuum, scrubbing the bathroom or peddling my exercise bike I'm relaxing on the sofa with tea. Those things can wait. I need some rest.
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Date: 2012-03-22 07:30 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-23 01:19 am (UTC)This weekend can't come soon enough.