Ugh, please don't let me fall sick, please don't let me fall sick

[jhameia]

Please don't let me fall sick, please don't let me fall sick, please don't let me fall sick, please don't let me fall sick, please don't let me fall sick. (The two women sitting at my desk fell sick last week, simultaneously, and the technical writer just got back on her feet yesterday, so whatever it is they had, I hope I don't bloody get it.)

I've been feeling lethargic a lot lately. I've been trying to stave it off by going on forty-fifty minute walks, just down Oxford St, then hitting the North Arm on South, and back up South (it's a pretty steep hill from the water!) and home on Oxford. I shold probably stop eating these milk chocolate eggs, since that might be just the sugar crash, and I've been eating an apple and an orange at work so I avoid those dastardly Smarties in the canteen.

But today, I was so darn tired I crashed on the couch and slept for a good half hour, and did that again from 7 - 8pm.

Not a good idea.

So I'm going to bed right now and try to take care of myself.


On a lighter note, I'm working on the designs on the sash for the Agatha Signal Dress and I dispensed with the embroidery in favour of beading. I think I might even be able to finish this dress after all!

Comments

[nolan-ash.livejournal.com]

Saw your post on the Pipe and worried about you... Think the lethargy could be related to something else? When I feel crashed and completely without energy like that, it's usually a symptom of depression that I hadn't recognized through the usual cue of sadness. Everything okay? *squeeze*

Careful you don't push yourself too hard with the walks. When I'm afraid I'm coming down with something, I'm a firm believer the best thing you can do is lie low (rest, not exercise) and indulge in copious amounts of handwashing and drinking fluids until I feel like I can't drink any more.

[fantasyecho.livejournal.com]

Well, everything's quite okay on the life front, but you might be right and it could be depression hitting me (goodness knows I don't really need anything to really trigger it, blah). I hadn't discounted it, but I was a bit more worried about the flu than depression (wow, that sounds kinda sad, being more worried about my physical health than my mental health!). Depression, I can handle. Flu, not so much. XD I am such a big whiney baby when I have the flu.

I do a lot of drinking (a cup an hour during the day! But this is so I have an excuse to go out of the office to the bathroom) and definitely washing hands. Walking is my way of taking things easy, though - getting out of the house rather than being glued to the computer seems to be helping me feel better a lot.