|10:23 pm - Malaise|
Went to bed early with an ativan last night after a truly vexatious day with two inspectors at work and no student fourth body. Woke twice, grudgingly, to pee, and get myself back into the wasp nest intricacies of my current bedding (tried a flannel upper sheet last night to combat the ambient chills: a mistake) and was at last ripped from sleep at 10:30 by the phone and 'can you be here at 12?'
And I hurt hurt hurt all day: every joint and most muscles. In spite of eleven hours sleep, I wanted only to have a nap at 2 pm. So I probably have some kind of bug, which would explain the chills as well. But since I still had a shift to do, I dug into my tiny stock of codeine. And yes, it really does take the edge off the owies.
Of course, after being off it for so long, it annoyed the hiatus hernia into one of its 'worryingly like a heart attack' burning episodes. But milk calmed that down,and now I'm ready for more sleep. Good night.