Okay, Bloggy Minions, we have a problem here. I did this Wordle thing for the words used most frequently on my blog (on the main page) and here's what it looks like:
But here's the problem: remember how I was going batty with cabin fever? Remember how I needed to get out of this house like crazy and I was kind of glad that I was teaching today? Yeah, it turns out that I do not just have any ordinary cold, but I have Ky's Infamous Zombie Plague of 2008. (Seriously: read those three posts. Ky makes illness far more interesting than I do.) Well, actually it turns out that I really do have sinusitis (and it's looking more and more likely that I have a real sinus infection, and will have to go on antibiotics if this doesn't start improving in 48 hours), and the only reason why I was feeling any better was because I was taking care of myself and I hadn't gone outside and breathed the cold air.
Until today. I tried to teach. But I nearly passed out (several times) when my sinuses went bazoo when I rushed around and went outside. Like, I got so dizzy that I went incoherent and somewhere in there I went to school a lot more slowly than I thought I was going, and I was late for the first seminar and they left before I got there (some came back for the second group), and I can't even accurately give you an account of everything that happened between 9:30 this morning and the lunchtime I spent in the doctor's office.
So, that was bad. And now I can't leave house this week either. I'm stuck at home and I'm feeling worse because I was stupid and tried to get back to normal. And I made things complicated for the prof for the class I was TAing, since now half of one class didn't get seminar this week, and then she had to sub for me in the afternoon. And the only thing I could tell her, when she asked why I didn't call her last night and just have her do today's seminars in the first place? "I thought I was better."
So. I guess once my sinuses settle down again I can get some writing and marking done. But until then, I'll be watching You've Got Mail and pretend that it's charming to shuffle around the house in a bathrobe full of kleenex.
(There will be no GiST today. I'm quite obviously feeling too whiney.)