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April 11, 2006
Little Known Author In Shock Pre-Birthday Lurgy Misery
Errrgh. It would appear that tomorrow, the 12th, is my 43rd birthday. To celebrate the great event, my body is shouting me to an all-expenses paid exclusive visit to the Land of Blagghgh, in which, on one hand, I don't sleep at night, while at the same time producing industrial quantities of green gunk that I'm sure will one day prove either to contain previously unknown medical benefits, or be useful in the aerospace industry as a solvent.
So I'll be out of it for a wee while. Right now I'm got the liveliness of a blown 5-watt bulb. All I want to do is go to sleep, but if I do that I'll have another night like last night, during which I got 90 minutes of sleep, and hours and hours of nasty sore throat and bumper fun mucus production, and all the tossing and turning I could stand.
You know what really sucked last night? Eagle-eyed scrutiny of the TV guide showed that Channel 9 was going to start showing episodes of Farscape (a favourite sf show of mine) at the horrific hour of 2am. All the same, I fell asleep at 1:30am--and then woke up again at 3am. Thus completely missing the show. I lacked the energy to say, "Bugger."
Errrgh. Errrgh, I say.
UP-[COUGH]-DATE [HACK] 15/4:
Since I shared all this with you, I've turned 43, and the lurgy is quite a bit worse.
The birthday was, on one hand, lovely; on the other hand it was also terribly depressing, and I'm not sure why. It just was. Weird. In any case, since then I have been spending lots of time coughing, hacking, gasping, feeling like wilted lettuce, and lacking energy for pretty much everything. One thing I have enjoyed: no more cough syrup! At least in this country, doctors no longer prescribe cough syrup, and will tell you the stuff is no good, and does not help. Yay! I always hated the vile crap when I was younger; it was often worse than the actual lurgy, imho. Michelle chimes in here to remind me of the atom bomb of cough syrups: this stuff called "seneca and ammonia". It tasted like something you'd use to clean your toilet, particularly if your toilet was seriously backed up and overflowing.
As for the birthday: David Shanahan in comments mentioned my good fortune to have a birthday on "Yuri's Day", ie the anniversary of the occasion of the first man in space, Yuri Gagarin, going for his brief suborbital flight in 1961. I have always, being a space geek, treasured that coincidence. When the first US space shuttle launch (finally) happened on April 12, 1981 (my 18th birthday) I was chuffed out of all proportion and spent far too much time standing out in the backyard, very cold, staring upward, hoping to spot Columbia orbiting overhead. The local news said it was coming our way, and to watch in a particular direction. I never saw it. It was a tremendously exciting moment, at least for me.
Posted by adrian at April 11, 2006 07:29 PM
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Me too. At least cough or sneeze at us so we know you're still here. :)
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at April 27, 2006 06:40 AM
Okay, now I'm getting worried... are you okay?
Posted by: treefen at April 25, 2006 10:35 PM
Confusticated and indeed downright miffed to hear of your lurgish woes. I commiserate on your Augean mucus-production problem; I have similar issues, although I generally sell mine to low-budget sci-fi movie studios for use as generic alien gunge. I will nevertheless wish you a happy birthday (with the aid of my trusty Minus Six Days Time Machine) and hope that the Lurgites clear out of your system soon and go and invade an unhabited one instead.
Posted by: pastamasta at April 18, 2006 11:21 PM
Not feeling better yet...?
Posted by: gimmy at April 18, 2006 11:49 AM
Terry--"lurgy" (pronounced with a hard "g" sound, btw) is a colloquial Australian expression meaning "general, non-specific sort of illness, typically 'flu". :)
Posted by: Adrian at April 17, 2006 03:07 PM
O.K. I got to swallow my pride and ask what does 'lurgy' mean? It's not part of the (Canadian) vocabulary I grew up with...
Posted by: Terry at April 17, 2006 07:47 AM
Oh Adrian, hope you feel better. And happy birthday!
Posted by: gimmy at April 14, 2006 12:14 PM
Normally I'd suggest a steaming bowl of that all time favourite traditional home remedy, Chicken soup, but of course that's not exactly your cup o' tea is it? :)
Drink lost of fluids. Sleep when you can. Set up the VCR for Farscape.
Get better soon.
Then go out, have a good time and celebrate your Birthday.
Posted by: Terry at April 14, 2006 08:10 AM
happy birtday...hope your feeling better in a jif! go ahead and celebrate the rest of the month too, to make up for it. :D
Posted by: river selkie at April 13, 2006 10:53 AM
Bummer, Adrian. I wished you a happy b-day in the previous post, but what the heck, happy birthday again!
Rest up, my friend.
Posted by: Charlie at April 13, 2006 05:05 AM
Happy birthday old bean. How lucky you are to have your birthday on Yuri's Day! So happy Yuri's Day too.
None of which is likely to make you feel much better given the state of your health, but try to enjoy yourself anyway.
Posted by: David S. at April 12, 2006 04:26 AM
Poor Adrian - what a lousy way to spend your birthday. If I was there, I'd give you big hug - after donning some protective water-proof gear of course. You sound rather sticky =) Happy birthday!
Posted by: treefen at April 11, 2006 10:01 PM
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