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Friday, 30 March 2012<\/strong><\/p>\n

I tried to have a normal day today. I went to work for over eight hours, picked my son up from school (like I do on Fridays) and took him to the corner drug store for ice cream.<\/p>\n

I usually get ice cream, too, but the idea of eating that cold stuff just gave me a headache. So I ordered an iced tea. This was my first time having tea since Monday morning, and I was a little concerned because I know tea can contribute to dehydration (and dehydration, in turn, contributes to headaches). Still, there wasn’t much else to drink. I definitely didn’t want any hot beverages, and pop is just…well, nasty. So iced tea won out. Like it usually does.<\/p>\n

I felt pretty crappy this evening. Today is the fourth day in a\u00a0row in which I felt pretty decent in the morning, only to descend\u00a0as the day progressed. Jennifer and I stayed up late watching episodes of Seinfeld<\/a><\/em> (yeah, we’re getting them from Netflix), which was great because I needed some laughs. The downside, though, is that I stayed up late and didn’t get as much sleep as I wanted.<\/p>\n

Oh – that reminds me\u00a0– if anybody would like to know what it’s like to live with two small people who show no sympathy for the sick, my kids are for hire.<\/p>\n

On a non-health-related note: One of my co-workers recently initiate a blog. Looks like she needs some advice on how to give her kids community without also giving them bullshit<\/del> doctrine. CLICK HERE <\/a>to get to her site. Give her some suggestions.<\/p>\n

Saturday, 31 March 2012<\/strong><\/p>\n

So, today was the most tolerable day yet. I woke up feeling about 90% back to my usual self; an enourmous improvement from Monday and Tuesday. I had this vague idea that maybe the worst was done and it was just smooth sailing from now on.<\/p>\n

The day started off pretty easy: Jennifer took Owen to a birthday party, so I stayed home and read the assigned reading for my class, stopping every 10 minutes or so to read a book with Isla.<\/p>\n

Jennifer’s parents came over at about 1:15, and Jennifer and Owen arrived home minutes later. Jennifer’s dad took Owen to the Science Museum<\/a> to see the film Under the Sea<\/a><\/em> (Owen loves squid) and to check out the pirates’ exhibit<\/a>. Jennifer, Isla, and I sat around with mom-in-law for a few hours, then the six of us joined up again for dinner at Shamrock’s<\/a>. This was my first full-tilt meal since last Sunday.<\/p>\n

Anyway, again in the evening I was feeling pretty crappy. This time I got to bed early.
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\nSunday, 01 April 2012<\/strong>
\nYeah…again with the day starting off good than tapering off crap. Do you really want to hear more about my health problems? I know I’m sick of writing about them, but that’s seriously about all that’s happened this week.<\/p>\n

I’m kind of mad at myself for being sick. I know that doesn’t make much sense but all I can say is that I<\/em> don’t make much sense. I’m just sick of it…I wanted to get a lot more done this weekend, especially because we’re having Jennifer’s (non-cult) relatives over for Easter a week from today and I want the house to be as clean and kick ass as possible. Alas, tough to do when a body is sick. So I’m mad. Not Hitler-finds-out-about-the-Death-Star mad, but mad.<\/p>\n