Posts Tagged “Sleep”

I was at the doctor on Nov. 7th for routine maintenance and told me that since I live in a house with small children, I simply must get a flu shot or risk the kids getting sick from me if I were to get sick. My wife had a flu shot (READ: DEAD FLU VIRUS) a week earlier.

I was expecting a flu shot, but the nurse brings in a “Flu Mist” (READ: LIVE FLU VIRUS) which she says is much better than the shot because it lasts for an entire year. The alternative shot only lasts for three months. She also stated that my two year old daughter would be getting the mist also because it’s much easier to squirt something up a kids nose vs. giving them a shot.

I tilt my head back, and get misted in one nostril, then the other. Pinkster gets the same.

About an hour later, my nose began dripping. I wasn’t expecting it at all.

Pinkster was having the same problem.

It has now been almost two weeks, and my eyes are watering, my head is pounding, my sinuses are clogged for a while, then they are leaky for a while, and I haven’t been able to sleep for a week now. Pinkster seems to be doing better than me.

I am drinking plenty of Vitamin C, and eating well, but I can’t kick this shit.

I wasn’t told prior to receiving the mist that it was a live virus. Nothing was said about it. It wasn’t until the nurse was leaving the room when she handed me a paper with possible side effects from the “LIVE VIRUS”.

One of the side effects was “Flu Like Symptoms”. Fuck Me.

It doesn’t really take a rocket scientist to figure out that putting a live flu virus up a persons nose will give them Flu Like Symptoms.

It should have read “Common Cold Like Symptoms” because that is more what it feels like.

The Sniffling, Sneezing, Aching, Coughing, Stuffy-head, Fever, Give yourself a cold medicine.

But hey, at least I am supposed to be moderately protected from getting the flu! And the longer I stay sick, the less likely I’ll need something like Leptovox.

Tags: Cold Medicine, Fever, Flu, Flu Like Symptoms, Flu Mist, Flu Shot, Flu Symptoms, Flu Virus, Medicine, Nostril, Nurse, Pinkster, Rocket Scientist, Routine Maintenance, Sinuses, Sleep, Squirt, Stuffy Head, Three Months, Vitamin C

Random Unrelated Image: Doggy Style

Whenever I’m taking a test to see if I’m psychic, when the test-giver asks, “What am I thinking?” The answer is always the same, “I would really like to fuck you.” They probably do. This applies if the test-giver is male or female.

I like dogs. Really I do. They’re just not all that complicated. There are about a half-dozen moods that a canine can go through within its’ lifetime: hungry, happy, sad, angry, horny, scared, and just-about-to-shit-on-the-carpet. I think that’s about it.

I set my alarm last night, as usual. Unfortunately, since I was reading a fantastic book till all hours of the day, I only left myself with about 4 hours of sleep before heading off to work. Usually, that’s not a problem for me. I estimate that somewhere around 3AM, my brain decided that we were going to get a full 8 hours of rest. My brain is really quite clever sometimes. I have to give it credit. How did it do such an insidious task? With a masterful plan. It delivered a nice, boring-yet-realistic dream where it’s Sunday morning, and I’ve set the alarm so I can get up before the family and have some “me” time. Brilliance on his part, because he knows I’d never wake up at 4 to go to do this. So obviously when 4 rolls around, I stand up, let laziness take the wheel, turn the alarm off, and roll back into bed. Round one goes to you, bastard. I think it’s time for a new alarm clock.

If I continue to hang out with international-type people, I’ll have to remember to remodel my bathroom. After all, if I plan on having French people over, they’ll need one of those ass-fountains, and perhaps a supply of fat burners.

Tags: Alarm Clock, Bastard, Brain, Brilliance, Carpet, Doggy, dogs, Fountains, French People, Horny, Hours Of Sleep, Lifetime, Masterful Plan, Moods, New Alarm, Random Image, random thoughts, Realistic Dream, Shit, Sleep, Sunday Morning, Wheel