stephanie is: 
sick…
so the sinus stuff i got at the end of my flu has turned into a full-blown cold. and instead of getting better each day as our plane trip to las vegas approaches, i am getting worse. i have been taking vitamins everyday, washing my hands so much they are dry and cracking, and eating lots of healthy food… but i do not get one of the most important things – sleep. i never manage more that 4-5 hours in one stretch so it is no real surprise that i am having trouble fighting off all the 10 million germs my coworkers seem to carry. it is going to be a miserable plane ride. i need to stop at the drug store one the way home for some medicine. i think i need to go get some special tea as well.
last night i planned to stay up at least until danny left for work at 22:30 so i could move my car into the garage when he left for work. but right after nine i was hit with a migraine and had to go upstairs to bed. i asked danny if he could move my car for me – an annoying task but he is very kind. i laid there in the dark till midnight, despite the nyquil in me, with the pain keeping me from sleeping.
when i heard danny open the garage door i got up and called the girls up to bed. they go right to sleep with me if i put a gate across the stairs to keep them from barking out the window all night. i dragged myself back into bed and hid under the covers since i was only an hour into my migraine and was really hurting. my heart leapt out of my chest when the house alarm went off. it is the most horrible, loud, obnoxious siren sound in the entire universe, and the only way to turn it off is to punch in the code right where the speaker is. i had pants on by the time i was halfway down the first stairs. when i pulled up the gate to the downstairs, the girls flew down ahead of me to see what was going on. when i was halfway down i saw that the garage and the door leading to it was open (causing the alarm to go off after the grace period for leaving the house had ended.) i was afraid the girls would run out into the dark street in their state of panic so i was running towards the door yelling “STAY! STAY! STAY!”. when i tried to close the door so i could punch the code it was apparent to me that the wind was the reason it was open. i had to hold it closed with one hand and punch the code with the other, all while feeling like my ears were bleeding.
danny had made it back from where my car was parked by then and confirmed it was the wind that did it (it was very stormy last night) before he headed off the work. i was standing there with my head in my hands unsure if i was about to cry or fall over. went i got back in bed i was shaking violently, probably due to being on medicine and running around. decongestants make my heart race and i should only take them when i am going to be still. i recovered after an hourand finally fell asleep shortly after that.
and that was my fun little adventure for the night.
i haven’t had enough time to clean the house or braid all my hair before the trip. tomorrow is my sixth day in a row working and saturday we leave. i have spend my evenings feeling so crappy that i get little done.i need a vacation before my vacation. and i will probably need one afterwards, but i go back the next day.
i need to get food into me and go back to bed. i took nyquil before i napped and it did nothing at all. i could still hardly breathe or swallow and i was super achy. can you become immune to it after 3 half doses over 3 days? i am so not going out for different medicine tonight.