Continued

The time stamp said 10:35, but I thought it was earlier. As I was typing my body was hit with shakes and convulsions so severe I could no longer type or do much else but panic. I've had these episodes a couple of times before with this cold, and it is accompanied by high temperature, chills and loss of balance. From the episode day before yesterday, I learned that Nyquil and getting under the covers in bed is a good start.

Shut down the PC, stumbled to the kitchen, somehow wrestled the cap off the Nyquil,  somehow poured a capful and drank it.

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CSI Furball Hall

Woke up around 4 am feeling okay, but annoyed that the ceiling fan was running. My t-shirt was soaked, I was still wearing underpants and socks, not feeling up to doing anything about any of that.

6 am, Spook jumped onto the bed, let me pet her head, but what she really wanted was treats.

8:11 am, got a round tuit. Took off underpants, t-shirt & socks, threw T-shirt into laundry basket, socks & underpants into hamper.

Pit stop, picked my lightweight robe off the floor and hung it on the door hook. Collected my cell phone from the side table next to the toilet.

Turned off the ceiling fan. Pugged in the phone. 

Put on my Birkenstocks which were by the socks drawer, across the room from the bed where they usually land.

Wove my way to the kitchen, wanting some iced soda water, but shortstopped by the livingroom tray table where there was a soadstream bottle with some orange soda left in it, and an empty glass.

Put the bottle in the fridge, and the glass in the sink. Took out a fresh glass, added some ice, and some soda water.

HGl was 198, no big surprise, shot up 140 units of regular.

Took my morning meds, after tossing some treats on the floor for Spook. She does this thing where she rubs against my legs n her way to where the treats are expected.

And here I am, planing on spending as much of the day as possible in bed.

A Day of Rest

Never got dressed. Stayed in bed all morning and a lot of the afternoon. Zoe time was not much fun, she wants to fight. She needs more exercise, so I've ordered a tall cat tree for her room to replace the shaky two kitty perches (one on top of the other) because she loves to climb. The water fountain started leaking - blame the new, too-large pump I put in to replace the old noisy one. Ordered a fountain in a less leakable design.

About 3-ish, parked in front of the TV and watched some football, sipping lime soda and nibbling on mandarin oranges and mango popsicles. Took my morning meds, but not in the morning. Missed my lunchtime meds on account of no lunch. Reclined the recliner way back, footrest up, and drifted off during the first game, which I had no real interest in. Went back to bed for a couple of hours.

Watched the 49ers blow a 16-point lead at halftime. Put Tivo on pause, gave Spook some treats, refilled some sodastream bottles, decided the "quinoa stew" was so repulsive I dumped the one container from the fridge and put the two from the freezer into the sink to thaw & dump later. I have plenty of quinoa, will make a better batch eventually. Found two containers of a good batch in the freezer, so I'm okay.

Back to the Tivo, was surprised the 49ers came back to win handily. They tried real hard to give it away, but held on somehow, and then scored the nail-in-the-coffin touchdown in the last minute or so. Defense had 3 interceptions, which made all the difference. The team is playing like a bunch of friends. Meanwhile, Jacksonville players were fighting each other on the bench.

Turkey on rye for dinner.

FFed through the Seahawks game, pausing at each score. They won with TDs, Dallas lost with twice as many field goals.

Took my night time meds & insulin, and am waiting for the Nyquil to kick in. Do not want another round of seizures.

A quick check of LJ and I'm off to bed. Plan to stay there a lot tomorrow.