Health Update
Sep. 4th, 2005 12:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The cold has moved down into my chest. It's a shame it hurts so much (especially the non-productive dry coughs) because I think it's kind of sexy the way my voice drops in register and gets a bit gravelly like this.
The thumb infection is pretty muchc leared up but am still taking the antibiotics, just in case, since one is supposed to finish off the full treatment so as not to create drug-resistant mutations and etc.
Upset stomach from the antibiotics has been getting worse, depsite goat's milk yoghurts and acidophilus tablets. :-(
Rib continues to mend. I can even lie on that side for brief whiles, something I've been doing a lot lately since I've pretty much been lying a bed feeling achey yesterday and today.
(I did leave the house briefly yesterday, to go to Sara's apartment and "letter" (by computer) 4 pages worth of a short comix piece we need to deliver soon; alas, she wasn't feeling well, either, so I left before finishing the last page.)
I read Nick Hornby's HOW TO BE GOOD yesterday and the day before. I'm not sure I liked it. It had some interesting bits, and was very readable. But it left me feeling a bit... flat. I had the same reaction recently to his little Penguin 70s two-story collection, OTHERWISE PANDEMONIUM. It had some nice ideas or moments or observations or lines, but they didn't hold together.
On the other hand, I had quite liked ABOUT A BOY.
Today I've been reading Barbara Hambly's SISTERS OF THE RAVEN, which is engrossing, and while it posits lots of gender-issues and so on, it is undemanding in a way (unlike, say, if Candas Jane Dorsey or Suzy McKee Charnas might be writing the same sort of story) that is well-suited to my current under-the-weather-groggy mental state. But very readable. Will likely finish before dropping off into drug-induced slumber (which will hopefully still the coughing for a few hours) once again.
The thumb infection is pretty muchc leared up but am still taking the antibiotics, just in case, since one is supposed to finish off the full treatment so as not to create drug-resistant mutations and etc.
Upset stomach from the antibiotics has been getting worse, depsite goat's milk yoghurts and acidophilus tablets. :-(
Rib continues to mend. I can even lie on that side for brief whiles, something I've been doing a lot lately since I've pretty much been lying a bed feeling achey yesterday and today.
(I did leave the house briefly yesterday, to go to Sara's apartment and "letter" (by computer) 4 pages worth of a short comix piece we need to deliver soon; alas, she wasn't feeling well, either, so I left before finishing the last page.)
I read Nick Hornby's HOW TO BE GOOD yesterday and the day before. I'm not sure I liked it. It had some interesting bits, and was very readable. But it left me feeling a bit... flat. I had the same reaction recently to his little Penguin 70s two-story collection, OTHERWISE PANDEMONIUM. It had some nice ideas or moments or observations or lines, but they didn't hold together.
On the other hand, I had quite liked ABOUT A BOY.
Today I've been reading Barbara Hambly's SISTERS OF THE RAVEN, which is engrossing, and while it posits lots of gender-issues and so on, it is undemanding in a way (unlike, say, if Candas Jane Dorsey or Suzy McKee Charnas might be writing the same sort of story) that is well-suited to my current under-the-weather-groggy mental state. But very readable. Will likely finish before dropping off into drug-induced slumber (which will hopefully still the coughing for a few hours) once again.