I haven’t done a Music Monday post in ages, partly because I’m lazy and partly because I’m not inspired enough by any music at the moment to share. But mostly it’s because I’m lazy! Actually, I’ve been an all-round lazy blogger, lately, partly due to being sick the week before last, and an Unfortunate Event last Sunday (not yesterday, the week before).

You see, I had been sick with some sort of cold that suddenly turned into an upset at both ends, if you get my drift, on that Sunday morning. The discomfort in my bowels coupled with the nausea made me feel light-headed and I actually ended up fainting after I stood up. I was out cold on the concrete floor of our bathroom, head jammed at an odd angle against the outside of the shower—not the actual door, but the solid moulding of the shower. Luckily, my mum was close by and knew I wasn’t feeling well, so heard the crash and came to the door. When I regained conciousness I managed to get myself up onto my knees so I could open the door and let her in. She recalls me being extremely pale and “like a ragdoll”. I landed clean on the left of my face and also grazed the left side of my upper-lip, which bled a little and felt about 20 times bigger!

After mum got me into an armchair, I started to feel extremely sore in my neck and back. So, to make sure everything was ok, she took me to A&E. Everything was fine, though the doctor said I had a bit of whiplash in my neck and would need physiotherapy, and that the fainting was likely the result of the abdominal discomfort and nausea.

A week later I am pleased to say that the left side of my face is no longer noticeably puffy, my lip is almost back to normal and my other bruises are fading. My neck and back are still sore (I seem to have good and bad days) but the physiotherapy is helping. It was a weird incident because I experienced only the one bout nausea and bowel problems, and a little bit scary to faint like that. Before I fainted I felt really terrible, very sick and I just remember wanting to sleep. I hope it never happens again!

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Ferdinand, a frog my mum found in her plant nursery.

I’m in bed, in my pyjamas, blinds down with a roll of toilet paper, Strepsils anaesthetic lozenges and a Vicks inhaler on my nightstand. And I am not moving from here. I have a cold! (No, not swine flu. ) I guess my immune system has finally given in after months of fighting all the colds and flu everyone around me got. I feel generally icky, but the worst thing is the pounding head. There is not way I’m gonna get any research done with this thing.

I suppose the best thing to do today is rest to speed up getting better. Tomorrow is a combined birthday for my grandmother and uncle, which I don’t want to miss, so I might as see today and a blessed opportunity to be thoroughly lazy and nap.

As a sidenote, for anyone interested in the title of this post: I have a habit of calling animals very regal sounding, or old-fashioned, and just typically human names. My cats are Molly and Lola — I could never call them Muffin or Fluffy — and I just like Harry, Harold, Norman, Ferdinand, Mabel, Gertrude and Penelope for animals.

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My week has been ok; not great, but ok. Today was the third day in a row of incorporating exercise into my morning, eating better than I have been and meditating. I’m hoping that these changes will help fix my weird fatigue problem, or whatever it is. So far the last couple of days have been more productive in terms of studying, so maybe it’s already working? I’m still feeling on the sluggish side, but I think that may be more psychological than anything else as I haven’t been very “pro-self” lately which does have an obvious impact.

Anyway, have I mentioned recently how dreadfully irritating it is not having a bath? Because it really is, you know. I would pay a significant sum right now to have a giant bath all to myself where I can read W. M. Thackeray’s Vanity Fair in peace, quiet, candle-light and in the middle of a foamy mountain.

What’s the point in buying a bubble bar from Lush if you don’t have a bath? I suppose there is always the option of “borrowing” someone else’s bath, but that would require me going somewhere else with my Lush bubble bar, book, flannel pyjamas to change into afterwards and my fluffy robe to drape around myself as if it’s the middle of winter already. On top of all that, I would also have to take my bed (or my whole bedroom, since it’s not attached to anything and is actually movable) so that I can get into it straight after said bath and fall into a dreamy sleep whereby I wake up having had a long, lusty, fabulous relationship with one of the following men—doesn’t matter which as I’m really not that picky right now: Trent Reznor, Bill from True Blood or Jeffrey Dean Morgan.

I mean, even a giant tin tub in the middle of a paddock is sounding pretty decent right now…

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