Friday morning involved getting up early, going to the doctor, going to the pharmacy, then having a skating lesson and practice. Then, while I was on a roll, I swung by my gyn's office and begged for more birth control, since my prescription had inconveniently expired. Then I bought some soup.
Finally, after all that, I made it home. I have antibiotics. I have nothing to do until sunday. I can relax, be sick, and try to let my body and its drugs heal. I put on comfy clothes, brewed some tea, ate my soup, and curled up on the couch with a book. (Apocalypse Troll, by David Weber)
The rest of friday, and all of saturday, have involved little more than what I described in the above paragraph. I read, a lot. I surfed and posted some LJ. I wandered around my home, looking for delicious things to eat. I didn't find any. I took two long and groggy naps.
I watched some television. I'm now caught up on Project Runway, so I don't have to live in fear of somebody accidentally telling me who won.
I even mustered up enough energy to stroll a total of six miles on my treadmill, over the course of two days. Walking on my treadmill helps alleviate some tv-induced guilt, and the tv helps alleviate some of the treadmill-induced boredom. Everybody wins.
My single outdoor adventure today was when I decided that I really really wanted macaroni and cheese. I considered cooking some, but the only pot that's the right size was dirty. Somehow trying to scrub out that pot just seemed like more of a bother than I could accept. After long debate, I decided to take myself to Boston Market. They have a nice cheesy mac and cheese side dish -- I ended up with that, some mashed potatoes and gravy, cornbread, and a chicken pot pie. You wanna talk serious comfort food?! Using the treats for both lunch and dinner, I ate it all! But it sure was yummy.
I am beginning to feel better I think, which is good. It still hurts, but less often, and the swelling seems to be going down. The drugs upset my stomach in less-than-pleasant ways, but apparently that's to be expected. I guess the literature knew I'd want to complain, so it offers the following stern admonishment: "Remember that your doctor has prescribed this medication because the benefit to you is greater than the risk of side effects." Okay, fine.
Tomorrow is my Novice Moves test! Eeek! I'll try to get a good night's sleep tonight, and hopefully my feet will be feeling happy and steady tomorrow. I might go to a public skate at 3 and get a little warmed up and loosened up. I skated after a week off, and I could tell yesterday. I felt stiff. Maybe a warmup at another rink will help alleviate that.
So my day off ends tonight. I think it was a good day. Completely unproductive, but if I can get my body healthy again that's all that really matters.