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Wednesday, March 09, 2005
Ugh. For the fifth day in a row, I got up feeling sort of ok, then by midday was sick as a dog again. I feel bad not going to school when I feel fine in the mornings, but then it's just a waste because I'm so drained by lunchtime.
To add to the joy of this week, I, er, walked into a door last night. Seriously. I was coming to bed, had just finished turning out all the lights, and for some reason, I failed to see the edge of the bathroom door straight in front of me. Of course, I was also striding forward purposefully, as I am wont to do, so the collision was rather painful. Like getting punched in the face, I imagine. (M tells me that walking into doors is a metaphor for spousal abuse, which I assure you is not the case here). Anyways, down I went, and when I got up to look at myself in the mirror, I had a nice bloody face. Fortunately, as I should have remembered at the time, head cuts always involve lots of blood, even if they are small, which this one was.
Perhaps I will just sit on the couch for the rest of today, hoping no further injury will come.
To add to the joy of this week, I, er, walked into a door last night. Seriously. I was coming to bed, had just finished turning out all the lights, and for some reason, I failed to see the edge of the bathroom door straight in front of me. Of course, I was also striding forward purposefully, as I am wont to do, so the collision was rather painful. Like getting punched in the face, I imagine. (M tells me that walking into doors is a metaphor for spousal abuse, which I assure you is not the case here). Anyways, down I went, and when I got up to look at myself in the mirror, I had a nice bloody face. Fortunately, as I should have remembered at the time, head cuts always involve lots of blood, even if they are small, which this one was.
Perhaps I will just sit on the couch for the rest of today, hoping no further injury will come.
