Bleah

Ordinarily it is against my personal rules to call in sick on a Monday. It just gives the wrong impression, and leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

I called in sick today.

I slept lots more than usual this weekend, didn't try to do too much (felt like doing nothing), and went to bed on time last night. I still was nearly unable to get out of bed this morning, when I did I felt queasy, headachey, and in need of mucho more sleep. I also was a bit wheezey and coughing too. I didn't have enough brains to even take my temperature (and I don't have much more now.)


I still feel kind of spacey, but I only have minor (i.e. normal) body aches. I've only tried eating tums and little bland candies. I'll be trying some chicken soup stuff shortly. My roomie has threatened to haul me to a doctor over west nile fears. I feel guilty, because I've been out with low grade shit a lot this summer, not to mention the hit it puts on my pocketbook.

Mmmmmm, Chicken Soup!

We have a habit of making a variant of basic chicken soup around here. We start with approx. 10# of frozen boneless chicken thighs. We throw those in the pressure cooker, along with a cup or so of water, salt, and a bit of garlic, and cook until the smell of chicken reaches into the next room. After the pressure drops, we start throwing stuff in. Today I got to tweak the pot. I added extra wide fettucini (broken), a big can of mushrooms, more garlic and onion, a couple cans of cream of mushroom soup, and enough water to cook the noodles with. MMmmm, tasty, and very plain. Later, when datapard gets home, we'll throw in a bag of frozen mixed veggies.