Nicole's Notes

work on Tuesday. A few hours after my last posting, I was getting ready for bed, and suddenly felt ill. I wandered into the bathroom to dampen a facecloth in the hopes that the cold would help my tummy settle down, and moments later, I was praying to the porcelaine god. As a veteran carsicker, I've never gone from 0 to 60 (fine to not at all fine) so darn fast. It was pretty darn unpleasant.
Tuesday dawned and my lips were worse. Swollen and unpleasant looking. So no work for me. I'm hoping maybe next week. Swallowing isn't much fun, since my tonsils are still swollen, but I could deal with that if it weren't for the nasty lips. I've got a canker sore right under my tongue, where it connects to the bottom of my mouth (I'm sure there's a technical term, but I don't know it, and you wouldn't know what I was talking about), but I could deal with that if it weren't for the nasty lips. My hair's still falling out, but I could deal with that... you get the picture.

I've finished my course of cold sore drugs and they seem to have done nothing (nada, zip, zero) for my lips. I want a refund. Or at least a lip transplant. If this is anything like the nastiness people go through with collagen injections, I can't see that it's at all worth it. I called my doctor and he gave me stuff to numb my lips and suggested that I set my alarm to wake me every two hours at night so I could reslather the vaseline - that would heal them faster. Oh good, so I'll be tired and my lips will still be skanky. Just the news I wanted to hear.

On the other hand, this time off work has allowed me to catch up on the various shows Tivo has recorded for me. Clean Sweep, the BBC version of What Not To Wear, Good Eats (of course) and The Apprentice are my current favourites. And I've been reading, of course. Carole Nelson Douglas' Midnight Louie mysteries. They're not that great, but they're better than a kick in the head.

Jason's cousins Mark and Marcie got us a gift from Omaha Steaks for Christmas. I'm not sure what they got us, since I'm not willing to tempt myself by looking in the freezer (it hurts to eat anything solid). But pretty much everything from there is good. Imagine that, dead cow, ordered online and delivered to your doorstep (packed in dry ice). It's like the magical Beef Fairy visited my house! Can't wait until my lips heal and I'm able to cook some of that stuff.

I'm totally digging this laptop of Jason's. I've got a wireless keyboard and mouse for my desktop and they seem to be somewhat tempermental, ie. they randomly refuse to respond. It's extremely annoying. I'm willing to put up with the weird little touchpad mouse thingy on the laptop because at least it always responds, even if it doesn't always go where I'm trying to put it.

I'm currently using the wireless ethernet that came with the laptop. We're tapped into some neighbour's bandwidth. And it's definately not a T1 connection, because it's damn slow (bad neighbour! No cookie for you!). I should hook up to our LAN, but the cable is on the other side of the room and it won't reach to the couch.