Apr 212008

The antibiotics have run their course, the codeine is almost gone, and other than a little bit of lingering cough, I’d say I’m about 90% recovered. I was pretty active on Saturday, helping Aaron assemble the new grill and driving up to Bay City for dinner and drinks with friends, but I paid for it yesterday. Aaron rousted me out of bed at 10:30 to go to dim sum, but I never really woke up, and spent large chunks of the day sprawled on the bed, or sprawled in my office chair, just staring vacantly into the middle distance. The most productive things I managed were changing the sheets, running my laundry, hauling all the trash out, and making level 36 with my hunter. Aaron was good enough to bring me ribs from The Bone Yard after dinner and mead-bottling with our friend and his fiance’, which I scarfed down while staring at The Stand on Sci-Fi. It was godawful and boring, but my fingers were too greasy to touch the remote.

I discovered an interesting side effect of azithromycin: it’s the ultimate deodorant. Even after spending hours sweating from a 102 degree fever I never smelled. I never even had morning breath. I’ll be sorry to see that effect end now that I’m done with the drugs because, even though I was really sick, I felt clean, which helped offset some of the misery.

Now I’m back in the office, but since I spent most of Friday working from home to catch up on the backlog, I don’t have as much to do as I thought.

Apr 162008

Sunday afternoon I came down with a slight cough, which got progressively worse into Monday. I took codeine cough syrup and Tylenol PM at 5:30pm and slept til almost 5am Tuesday. Got through about a half day of work then called it quits and came home. I also had a fever that kept going up, and was at 101 last night when I went to bed.

I woke up at 3:30 this morning and seemed to feel ok, until I went in the bathroom and found my temp was now over 102. I was so hot and sick I was actually scared. I wobbled into the office to get my water cup so I could take some Tylenol. I was standing behind my chair with my hands resting on it when I suddenly had a horrible pain in my head. It took me about 5-10 seconds to realize that I was now laying down, and a few more seconds to piece together that I had blacked out and smacked my head on the bookcase when I fell, hence the sudden pain.

(damn, I look like shit)

I layed there for awhile because it was nice and cool on the floor, and when I finally got back up and into the bathroom found my temp had dropped a degree. Now it’s down to 99, but I’m still going to get a doc appt. when they open at 9.

Apr 152008

(If this entry seems a bit clipped and stilted, it’s because I’m mildly stoned on codeine cough syrup.)

Friday was mrimp‘s 30th birthday pub crawl, so we gathered at Chez Otter for pre-drinks with Eric, Jamie, Mark (beeftenderloin), and a small horde of women that Eric works with (names to follow).

After a couple of pear vodka & Sprite martinis, we hit the People Mover station and rode to the Renaissance Center. Following a vertigo-inducing glass elevator ride to the top, we piled into Coach Insignia and started downing blueberry mojitos


The plan was to have a few and continue on to Proof, but everyone was hungry, so we stopped at a Coney in Greektown for some tastily unhealthy food, then called it a night.

More pictures HERE.

Saturday afternoon I went to meet my new gaming group that I’m going to be playing Exalted with starting the end of May. They seem like a nice bunch of straight folks, although the “that’s so gay” comments were starting to pile up. I hadn’t told anyone about me yet, so sent the head of the group an email yesterday and we got it straightened out. I’m looking forward to playing; maybe it will help me run the game better. I get to be the Dawn Caste, which is a departure for me. I usually go for either wizard or stealth types, so it’ll be an interesting change to be a flat-out asskicker.

Once we hashed out what we were playing, they started on the game of Orpheus they’re winding up, and I went with Aaron to the Eagle. Met up with a2andy, slippe, and bullmanx, had a few drinks, and got my boots did by Andy’s boyfriend Rich. Finished off the night with chicken rings from White Castle.

Sunday we did dinner at bullmanx‘s with his partner James and slippe, which was a great baked salmon, pasta primavera, cesar salad, and cake. I picked up a slight cough and fever that afternoon, which was getting worse by evening. It wasn’t too bad yesterday at work, but got much worse toward the end of the day. I figured I’d better get over it fast, so took some codeine cough syrup, Tylenol PM, and a nighttime Airborne, then called it a night at 5:30pm. Rolled out of bed at 4:45am this morning, feeling somewhat better. Did my morning system changes for work, played some WoW, and here I am, mildly stoned on codeine, which makes work much easier to deal with.

Mar 212007

I’ve been recovering from some vile pox inflicted upon me by my team leader, whose lung-dislodging hacking caused several rounds of prairie-dogging across the cube farm on Friday afternoon. Based on the fact that four other coworkers have been absent the last two days with the same symptoms, we’ll let the blame fall squarely on his shoulders, and completely disregard the 45 minutes spent in line outside Kennedy’s Irish Pub on St. Patty’s Day. In a cold and vicious wind. And in a kilt, dontcha know.

On one of several upsides, though, our friend Scott at long last proposed to his girlfriend Pam after fifteen years of couplehood. On bended knee in front of the entire packed bar. And in a kilt, dontcha know! (alright, I’m done.)

I was also blatantly hit on by not one! Not two! But three drunken straight girls over the course of three hours! That’s got to be some kind of personal best. The first one, Michelle, who was about eight sheets to the wind at 4pm, boldly beckoned me to the table next door. She snapped her fingers at me.


“Ryan. Yours?”

“Michelle. So…are you here with anyone? Wife? Girlfriend?”

I decided to end this bout in one round. “My husband.”

If her face had fallen any farther, the barmaid would have stepped on it.

“You’re gay.”


“Damn! No, I mean, I’m totally ok with that. I mean, my brother’s gay. Let me introduce you!”

She made a quick intro to said brother, who happened to be standing three feet away. It was pretty clear he would have preferred to be somewhere else, but he was making the best of it by drinking heavily. I was quickly rescued by Pam, who dragged me back to our table.

The second accoster was imperiously waved away because she was between me and Pam, who’d just been proposed to and was about to receive a bearhug. Sorry, lady. Wrong time, wrong place. Next!

The third one stopped me as I weaved my way somewhat unsteadily back from the bathroom. She was pretty hot and, if I’d been straight and single, would have been all about her. She laid a hand lightly on my arm.

“Excuse me, but you look really good.”

“Thanks! So do you!”, said I, and continued on my drunken way.

A fine time was had by all, but I paid for it the next day, as the plague took hold of me. A general sense of ickiness eventually escalated to a 101 degree fever and wracking cough, suspiciously similar to the one my team leader didn’t have the good sense to keep to himself on Friday. Bastard.

So I’ve spent the last three days swilling an alchemist’s brew of various chemicals and sleeping a lot at odd hours. I dragged myself to work this morning for all of two hours before packing it in and working the rest of the day from home. I’m still just sick enough that I can’t really do anything, but well enough to be bored by the inactivity.

Jan 102006

Thanks to the cold my three year old niece coughed on me repeatedly while I was in Cali, I ended up calling off yesterday and going back to bed after a shot of Nyquil. After I woke up at about noon-thirty, I proceeded to do nothing all day but dose myself on Airborne and Tylenol Cold & Sinus. Oh yeah, and play World of Warcraft of course. I finally made level 40 with my warlock and got my dreadsteed mount, complete with flaming hooves, eyes, and nostrils. Very sweet-looking. I wanted to play some CoH/V, but couldn’t generate enough interest until it was too late because Battlestar Galactica was on.

OMG what a great season opener! Can’t wait for part 2 of it this Friday, which we won’t end up seeing until Monday because we’re always doing something on Friday night. Fortunately we both have Monday off for MLK day (Yay for the UAW!). I did manage to rouse myself enough to finally take down and put away the christmas tree, the folding table and chairs we’d put up in the office for Jamie and Eric’s use, and rearrange everything back the way it was pre-holidays. I also did two loads of dishes. Exciting stuff! w00t! Aaron made a great dinner of sauteed lamb tips, Middle Eastern style, on a bed of hummus, rice & sliced almonds, and warm pita bread. Mighty tasty.

This morning I downed a couple of Dayquil capsules and a Concerta and forced myself into work for the first time in 17 days. I got through my backlog of 150 emails, my time sheets, and a couple of web proxy issues, before the drugs all kicked in. Once they did, the morning got a lot more interesting. Up until about an hour ago, I’ve been a little lightheaded, slightly loopy, and kept having brief, but frequent, flashes of detachment, as if I was hearing and seeing everything through a sheet of glass. I’ve also been bemused when talking to people, and told a coworker that his ID badge picture looked like something that art departments try to restore after a couple hundred years. Seriously, it was so old and faded it looked like a photo of the shroud of Turin.

I really wanted to get some exercise today, but I don’t think that’s a good idea at the moment. I managed a few workouts when I was in Cali, but nothing since Wednesday. I also forgot my Airborne this morning, and it’s definitely been helping keep this cold from being much worse. I highly recommend it to anyone at high risk for getting sick (traveling, have kids, spending time in crowded places, etc).

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