life on the couch

day 2 of life on the couch. after not being able to fall asleep until way past 1am i slept in until 10. while falling asleep and when i woke up i was very surprised to find myself breathing through my nose with my mouth closed. that was huge for me because this sinus infection has affected my breathing so much it’s not even funny.

still amazed at this new found breathing ability i somehow managed to crawl out of bed, take a shower, get dressed and have breakfast. then at the speed of a slug i made my way to work because i had to hand in my sick notice. it was a nice day so i figured some sunshine and fresh air wouldn’t hurt. i also had to do some grocery shopping (apples, grapes, grapefruit and all other sort of produce that contains vitamins) so i needed to get my ass out of the house anyways.

needless to say that by the time i was in my apartment again i was done. utterly exhausted, tired, super snotty, and everything else in between. there is no way to deny it, i am still sick. my body is weak, i am not hungry and only eat because i know it’s time to eat and because the medication i take needs to be taken with food. i hope that in a few days and with more sleep i will be back to my usual happy self.

for now i am wondering how much snot a person can actually produce, how one liter of tea can result in SO MANY bathroom breaks and when exactly i will run out of kleenex tissues.

franzi

germans have germs

and i have a lot of them. 

in my working career i have only been on sick leave twice. one was a stomach bug that didn’t allow me to walk upright. instead i was in so much pain and with such a cramped up stomach that i walked like one of those old grannies, you know, round back, almost toppling over. 

the second time was when i was hit by a firecracker and grew a third butt cheek resulting in me not being able to sit. with an office job that condition is not compatible. 

the third time is now. i can’t believe this is even happening but i was put on sick leave for a super strong cold. i already missed a day of work because of this, thinking my usual treatment with tea and rest would do. nope. it only got worse. so i had no choice but go to the doctor today. not only did i look ugly and absolutely unpresentable, i felt it more than any of the days before.

the cold is not affecting my lungs thankfully but rather nicely stuck between throat and eyes. i do not have a fever (thank goodness) so with the fairly light medication i got i believe i will sleep this one off. i already took a 4 hour nap and am basically ready for the next. i am that exhausted. 

good thing the baptism of my godchild is this sunday. there will be plenty of pictures taken and i will look horrible in all of them. joy! 

franzi

being the center of the universe

you know why it sucks to be single? when you’re sick there’s noone to comfort you. you’re dealing with the mess yourself and either you manage to survive barley or die all by yourself somewhere along the way from the bedroom to the bathroom while trying to find refuge on the porcelain throne.

yes, i’m sick as you maybe guessed correctly, or read in yesterdays post. and what do i have going for me? real friends who are too far away from me so i need to keep in touch via facebook. and facebook is not the way you want to communicate your bowel movements really. though i sort of did.

i guess i could have called one of my peeps here in lz but then again, i don’t want anyone to see me in such a desperate state of livelihood. mr. right would have to deal with it because he is mr. right. which brings me back to the start: i am single and do not have a mr. right who can give me a hug right after i had my insides turn upsidedown.

mh. stayed home from work after a pathetic attempt to go to work after all. i failed miserably and after 200m down the road i came to the realization that sometimes health is more important than the self-inflicted urge to perform 110% all the time. no 110% today. i’m not even halfway there.

this is the sick franzi rambling.

you know what the sane franzi is telling me? there’s people dying all over the world, tragedies and natural disasters are filling the news. and here i am, with my three blankets, in my warm bed, with my hot water (this is all i can keep in), and my laptop to connect with the outside world, COMPLAINING about how miserable i am. get a grip girl.

oh, i really hate that franzi who is always putting stuff in perspective…

franzi

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