I headed over to the nearby school of law today for a beverage – since the computer center vending machines don’t have the selection or the convenience of using our campus ID for payment. My co-worker went with me since he wanted to get out of the office for a few minutes as well.
Early on Saturday morning – before I headed out for my epic swim – I heard sirens outside. I looked out to see 3 police cars come down one of the roads near the apartment and make a sharp turn onto our road. A bit later, my room-mate heard something that could have been shots fired, but it was difficult to tell.
I hit the pool this morning and did 30 laps. I was feeling pretty good and worked my way up to 60. Figured that I could do better than that, I set my sights on 120. I was getting tired, but kept going. 150 came and went and by this point I was really tired, but I did some math and realized that another 30 would finish me at 180 – 5 miles.
I spent much of my Monday in a bad mood. Must have gotten up on the wrong side of the bed – I was cranky all day. And pretty much every email or phone call I got just ticked me off more. I couldn’t even enjoy my swim – I got dizzy at the end and had to stop and rest. I got home, spent most of the evening cranky and went to bed cranky.
Yesterday, I hit the pool after work since I wanted to go farther than my lunch hour would have alloted me. So, I did 60 laps and felt pretty good. Today, I hit the pool again and did 45. I would have gone farther, but I got really worn out. Still, not bad for two days.
My room-mate got some bad news this week – he lost his job. It was a sales job and a stop-gap measure at best – but still rough for him to hear. Apparently, he wasn’t meeting the sales goals – though none of the previous 5 people in that job could meet the goals either.
I just finished up my antibiotics today – I’m hoping that the trend of getting better stays the course. Still a bit of a cough this morning, but I’m feeling pretty good.
Two emails that I’ve recently sent:
A week ago Thursday, I started getting a cough. By Friday, I was a mess. Took the day off and spent most of the coughing, then coughing so hard I would throw up, then throwing up so hard I would get dizzy. The weekend sucked. Took Monday off. Finally back to work on Tuesday, still sick.
I went to donate blood yesterday after work. I didn’t have an appointment, but it didn’t really slow anything down. Went through the usual process right up until they did the needle stick. The nurse was alerted to a problem and hurried over to the snack table. A high-school aged guy had his head down on the table and was about to pass out. A couple of the nurses got damp cloths and carefully tipped him back over in his chair so his feet were elevated. It looked a little weird, but seemed to do the job. They kept him like that for a few minutes, then moved him onto one of the beds. He had turned a strange shade of green and stayed that way all through my donation – which went smoothly and uneventfully. (though the actual needle stick was a little rough – I’m guessing she was distracted) I’m guessing he didn’t eat before his donation – I learned my lesson on that a while ago.