Ugh.
Trapped at home because I don't have any ID or credit/debit cards right now. Not that it matters, because I feel like such absolute crapola. I always get a cold or something at the end of a vacation, usually because I've run myself down so far eating strange food and getting a lot more activity and less sleep than usual (not to mention drastic changes in temperature and exposure to unusual allergens) So waking up yesterday snorting and choking on chunks of congealed blood and mucous that were draining from my sinuses wasn't fun.
And of course this means I can't breathe right, so I can't use my machine. And I'm out of my spiffy new meds, too, which means another ramp-up period. And I can't sleep worth a damn (3 hours, fitfully. Bleh) and to make my day complete, now my digestive system has decided to act up, too. So (pardon the grossness) every cough brings other risks with it as well. And there's nothing but very expired food and a few unappetizing canned and frozen foods in the house since we didn't shop before the trip and I haven't been out since. And I have to stay up now, because I'm expecting a fedex package with one of my replacement cards in it and I have to sign for it. And I'm out of cough syrup, too.
*wallows in self-pity*
I really, really miss Kozmo.com. I wish something like that existed again. I want to order a DVD, a convenience store burrito, a gallon of orange juice and a bottle of cough syrup and have it delivered in 20 minutes, dammit.
Trapped at home because I don't have any ID or credit/debit cards right now. Not that it matters, because I feel like such absolute crapola. I always get a cold or something at the end of a vacation, usually because I've run myself down so far eating strange food and getting a lot more activity and less sleep than usual (not to mention drastic changes in temperature and exposure to unusual allergens) So waking up yesterday snorting and choking on chunks of congealed blood and mucous that were draining from my sinuses wasn't fun.
And of course this means I can't breathe right, so I can't use my machine. And I'm out of my spiffy new meds, too, which means another ramp-up period. And I can't sleep worth a damn (3 hours, fitfully. Bleh) and to make my day complete, now my digestive system has decided to act up, too. So (pardon the grossness) every cough brings other risks with it as well. And there's nothing but very expired food and a few unappetizing canned and frozen foods in the house since we didn't shop before the trip and I haven't been out since. And I have to stay up now, because I'm expecting a fedex package with one of my replacement cards in it and I have to sign for it. And I'm out of cough syrup, too.
*wallows in self-pity*
I really, really miss Kozmo.com. I wish something like that existed again. I want to order a DVD, a convenience store burrito, a gallon of orange juice and a bottle of cough syrup and have it delivered in 20 minutes, dammit.
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Except for this one time when some idiot woman wouldn't take my passport as ID.
go figure.