It must be extremely frustrating to be charting these tiny improvements instead of being able to say, definitively, "Okay, I'm all better now!"

Plus, people keep asking me how I'm feeling, in the way that polite people do, and I feel like I'm admitting to failure when I tell them I'm not feeling all the well just yet. Like *I* am deliberately not getting well.

And then you have insistent people who are all "Well, you SHOULD be feeling better by now!" Uh, okay. Can you come over and wave your magic wand and make it so? Sheesh.

Tep, that's a wait to me. Unfortunately.

So if you felt better before you started feeling tired, I'd say they've probably done their job.

Well, I guess "less bad" probably clinically equals "better," actually, and right now the not-feeling-great is coming from the antibiotic-associated fatigue, not the lingering Black Death.

I hope. t hand to forehead, dramatic pose

Tep, that's a wait to me. Unfortunately.

Well, at least I'm feeling validated in my personal medical-decision-making skills.

Plus, people keep asking me how I'm feeling, in the way that polite people do, and I feel like I'm admitting to failure when I tell them I'm not feeling all the well just yet. Like *I* am deliberately not getting well.

Fuck 'em.

And then you have insistent people who are all "Well, you SHOULD be feeling better by now!" Uh, okay. Can you come over and wave your magic wand and make it so?

Fuck 'em with a chainsaw.

I just opened Google and can't remember why.

I am totally going home early. Dang.

Those people are rude!

I'd wait three more days unless you start feeling worse. I know from my experience and Mom's that antibiotics makes us both really tired. Mom gets sinus infections quite a bit, and she's usually wiped out by the end of the treatment but then feels a lot better.

I wanted to go home early and work from there, because my body just isn't behaving, but a mysterious team meeting has just popped up on my calendar, and I think there's behooving going on about me being there in person. I will need to nap after my noon meeting.

Seriously, you guys are making me feel all validated. Thanks!

And knowing that other people get their butts kicked by antibiotics makes me much less worried that it's the plague.

(I remembered what I had Google open for: today's air quality. I am 89 years old, you see, and I wanted to know what the air quality index was.)

I am not being ass-kicked by antibiotics, but I did wake up with a migraine, if that helps? ;) I rolled over and hit snooze several times, and shockingly that did not make it go away. Finally got up and took meds, and considered texting my boss because I could not make it downstairs to where my email is to see if there was anything important. But I didn't, and when I woke up an hour later the meds had helped a little, so I have managed to do some work. I feel nearly human, but not quite.

Smonster, that's freaky, your car flooding! Eeek!

I like all those Zoya nail polishes, but must remember that I don't really need them, because I hardly ever polish my nails, and really like pink and red on my toes (I have blue shimmer right now, and kinda hate it, and need a new pedicure anyway). It did make me polish my fingernails last night (with OPI) which briefly made me happy, but now this morning I am seeing all the texture that they got pushed out of shape on the sheets or whatever (...I thought they were dry!). Sigh.