I’ve had some kind of flu bug. It’s been hanging on for 3 weeks.
I’m in Cardston for students but don’t want to be. I’d rather be sitting on a recliner with a heating pad at my back.
Ongoing Letter - Allan's Place
Allan's journal to the world. (Sounds important, doesn't it?)
Everybody wants to talk about their health. And here’s where it all happens.
I’ve had some kind of flu bug. It’s been hanging on for 3 weeks.
I’m in Cardston for students but don’t want to be. I’d rather be sitting on a recliner with a heating pad at my back.
I’ve got a problem. My stomach, since the poison-by-lemons incident in Korea, has been ill-tempered. The slightest thing can upset it, and I experience bloating, rumbling (that distracts and amuses one student in particular), and gas.
So I came across this article.
How to Stop – And Prevent – Bloating
I thought, “Oh, I might find some of this article helpful” … until it started talking about my menstruation cycle.
Well crap. I guess this article isn’t for me.
Still sick. (a week of sick) I’m stick hacking up crap. It’s hard to fall asleep at night with a constant instinct to cough. I suppose subjecting myself to 1403 isn’t healthy, but the respirator helps.
Been sick the past week. I cancelled all my classes on Thursday and limped through the rest. I’ve been coughing up all kinds of nastiness and went through dozens of tissues. I think I’m finally on the mend, but I’ve still a long way to go.
It all started last week when I pushed onward, tearing up plaster and lath boards in the upper suite at 1403. The dust that had accumulated over the past 115 years was something fierce. But … to catch a cold from that?
I’ve since bought another (replacement) respirator, a 3M this time, with new filters. I hope this will help next time I muster up enough courage to get back in there.
I’ve breathed in too much dust while renovating a rental house – plaster dust, airborne debris from scraping up flooring, and general dirt-dust that had seeped in through the walls over the past 113 years. I had to leave before sundown as my sinuses were so sore.
In the shower this evening, I used NeilMed, a nasal wash, to clean things out. It certainly helped. But still, at 8:00pm, my sinuses are sore and I’m coughing.
Floyd complained about a “sore hip” for the past 10 or more days. It prevented him from helping me at the rental houses. This morning, We called 611 (Health Link, they call it) and had a pleasant but not very helpful conversation with a nurse.
I’m back doing desk work again, adding receipts to Microsoft Money. It’s been raining off and on for a few days, so I’m not working outside in the mud.
Besides that, my right wrist is sore (beginnings of carpal tunnel syndrome), so I’m taking it easy with the physical work. I wear a wrist brace most days.
No morning is complete without my cup of joe.
Aizlynn called me, thinking of Glenn’s birthday.
We talked for a bit about dentistry (root canals, extracted teeth, and implants), Glenn (his life, his death, and things between), and pierogies (in England, they don’t have pierogies, but the closest thing they have is filled with strawberry!).
Glenn has been gone 10 years.
Okay, so there was no pain. But…
It took Dr. Strong considerably longer than expected to get this tooth out. It fractured into pieces when the crown was removed, and two roots had to be cut from each other to dig them out. The ventral root had a bulbous shape on the end of it, and it was hanging on! Finally, it all came out, and two dissolving sutures were put in, and the whole thing was packed in gauze.
On the way out, I said to the receptionist, “I hope Dr. Strong recovers well from this.” She laughed.
later
The freezing is coming out, and I still taste blood. It’ll take some time to heal.