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27 August 2012 @ 03:39 am
Being ill has put my brain in such a strange place. I've managed to get some things done today, but they've taken on average 10x longer than they would have normally and been far more miserable. I make a lot of croaking, clacking sounds followed by pathetic noises; I also sneeze and have those terrible fail-to-sneeze moments frequently. (It's a little bit funny, actually. I sing strange upbeat songs about hating everything and being ill.)

My brain keeps cycling through the same odd things:

"I'll never be Minerva Minerva Minerva, never be Minerva, no I won't." (To a tune.)

"Though we adore men individually, we agree that as a group they're rather stupid." (Mary Poppins, anyone? Clearly also to a tune.)

"I should be an Edwardian lady. When does that make me from again? From the time of good coats. After Victorian, before the War! After Victorian, before the War! I'm an Edwardian lady. I am not the Titanic." (I blame this one on my Mary Poppins thoughts and the fact that I'm veeeeery slooooowly watching the 1958 version of Maedchen in Uniform.) Then it usually cycles back to not being Minerva--'tis a bit of a sad thought, honestly.

But I'll get my Grubbly-Sproutly self and head full of strange thoughts off to bed so I can continue this Kiki's Deliver Service life again tomorrow (er, today).
minervas_eule: Maggie and Judiminervas_eule on August 27th, 2012 09:16 am (UTC)
Get better soon! At least you are in enjoyable mental company :-)
Enjoy the movie....
Kiwi Crocuscranky__crocus on September 1st, 2012 07:42 am (UTC)
*Hugs back.* Thanks!

If Harry Potter characters count as mental company, then I am never alone. :P
kellychamblisskellychambliss on August 27th, 2012 11:14 am (UTC)
Hope you feel better soon, sweetie!
Kiwi Crocuscranky__crocus on September 1st, 2012 07:51 am (UTC)
Thank you! Four-ish days to reach a pretty recovered state--I'm reasonably impressed! A few of my friends have had colds recently as well and they either suffered for a while or are still suffering, even using all sorts of over-the-counter medicines. I just filled up on vitamin C, some other healthy junk, and water; now I just blow my nose every once in a while and have a slightly huskier voice. I even made my own cold compresses (wash-cloth + ice-water bowl next to my bed = I felt like a genius) when I had a headache.

Which may all sound very mundane but I'm proud because this is the first sickness I've had in which I just took care of myself without my mother nagging me or seeing me blatantly not taking care of myself and feeling forced by motherly guilt and genetic altruism to care for her genes (science makes everything so compassionate). Somehow she still managed that while we were thousands of miles away--but mostly in England I just rolled around in my bed a lot, whinged about my miserable existence, and blew my nose enough in class that my professors wanted to throttle me (when I am ill, I am the elephant in the room: everyone can hear me even if they can't see me).

Proud! Of course, when I was taking vitamins twice a day I promised myself that I would start taking vitamins every morning again. Did that last? Only as long as the illness. Just leaving something to be proud about for next time--baby steps.

(This ramble brought to you by Friday Night and 3.50am. Sweet dreams!)
?elsceetaria on August 27th, 2012 02:16 pm (UTC)
::Hugs:: Feel better

I've wanted to be Edwardian before.
Kiwi Crocuscranky__crocus on September 1st, 2012 07:52 am (UTC)
Thank you! *Points up to previous comment.* I do!

I still want to be an Edwardian. Then, it's 3.50-ish am. So I've traded ill-brain for tired-brain.

Let's ask normal-brained Kiwi (hopefully we'll meet her tomorrow) if she still wants to be an Edwardian, shall we?
CaroRulescarorules on August 27th, 2012 06:38 pm (UTC)
I hope you get well soon!
Kiwi Crocuscranky__crocus on September 1st, 2012 07:53 am (UTC)
Thanks! *Points up to a previous comment.* I do! And am rather proud of the fact that I managed it quickly and with minimal pain/whinging/misery/motherly input! (My mother only came in and shook her head from time to time.)