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Dec. 29th, 2018 10:39 amI caught a cold several days ago, and for two or three days it was just sniffling and a sore throat, and it felt like I was getting better.
Thursday night I went to bed and at about midnight, I got so much worse, and in a way I never have before: my lungs started filling with junk. It was like a slow asthma attack. I felt like I was breathing through a garden hose, and had to actively struggle to breathe. After a few minutes I'd start hearing rattling noises and after about ten minutes my breathing sounded like an old man slurping coffee, and then I'd cough explosively and everything would be mostly okay again. That's not a way to get a good night's sleep. At some point I got up with the idea of finding some antihistamines and found that I couldn't walk straight and everything I picked up, I dropped.
Soooo I stayed home from work yesterday and slept the entire day, as best I could.
But whatever that was, it appears to have finished, so now I'm upright again, I can walk and if I'm careful I can turn my head without falling over.
At some point I got an IR thermometer, mostly for cooking. It said my temperature was 102-104, and pretty consistently 103. I may have talked about this before, but that does weird things to my brain. I'm curious what the rest of you experience in your brains. When I'm not talking (and oftentimes even when I am) I am constantly thinking a narrative: "the word for now in japanese is ima but the word for today is kyoo. I should get a quote on powder coating the risers for the deck railing project. Maybe the problem with the new silicon at work is that the voltage ripple is too low for the comparator to trigger." That kind of thing. Yesterday, that narrative went more like: "parachute nosecone blergh lego glasses why temperature book" and it was difficult for me to form good sentences. The nouns went all weird and wriggly.
But today I'm up and building nice long complex sentences so I think I'm going to be okay.
Thursday night I went to bed and at about midnight, I got so much worse, and in a way I never have before: my lungs started filling with junk. It was like a slow asthma attack. I felt like I was breathing through a garden hose, and had to actively struggle to breathe. After a few minutes I'd start hearing rattling noises and after about ten minutes my breathing sounded like an old man slurping coffee, and then I'd cough explosively and everything would be mostly okay again. That's not a way to get a good night's sleep. At some point I got up with the idea of finding some antihistamines and found that I couldn't walk straight and everything I picked up, I dropped.
Soooo I stayed home from work yesterday and slept the entire day, as best I could.
But whatever that was, it appears to have finished, so now I'm upright again, I can walk and if I'm careful I can turn my head without falling over.
At some point I got an IR thermometer, mostly for cooking. It said my temperature was 102-104, and pretty consistently 103. I may have talked about this before, but that does weird things to my brain. I'm curious what the rest of you experience in your brains. When I'm not talking (and oftentimes even when I am) I am constantly thinking a narrative: "the word for now in japanese is ima but the word for today is kyoo. I should get a quote on powder coating the risers for the deck railing project. Maybe the problem with the new silicon at work is that the voltage ripple is too low for the comparator to trigger." That kind of thing. Yesterday, that narrative went more like: "parachute nosecone blergh lego glasses why temperature book" and it was difficult for me to form good sentences. The nouns went all weird and wriggly.
But today I'm up and building nice long complex sentences so I think I'm going to be okay.
