Wretched

Runny nose, can’t stop sneezing, congestion, sore throat, achiness: I’m miserable. And to top it off, little Zeugma’s under the weather, too; can’t keep anything down, as soon as she eats something, she’s off into a corner of the apartment to whoops it up.

And the cold medicine isn’t doing anything for me except making my head foggy. I’ve tried to work through some stuff from Shadi Bartsch on performativity and doublespeak, tried to work out some ways my CCCC presentation might be fleshed out into my dissertation’s Chapter 5, tried to apply some stuff from Thomas De Zengotita to weblogs and rhetoric and subjectivity-production, tried to think about how work I’ve done in the past with Barthes and Derrida might line up with some of the stuff from Derek’s CCCC presentation about weblogs, reading, and audience — nothing’s working. Dumb and thick-headed and my ears hurt when I try to take a breath through my nose. It’s the worst thing about being sick: this feeling of stupidity and helplessness manifests a physical analogue.

Wretched

6 thoughts on “Wretched

  • March 26, 2005 at 12:59 am
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    Sounds like you need to give in to your body’s needs, stop trying to read, get rest, and recuperate.

    You’re always preaching about gender bias. Well, if you were a woman, I’d advise an hour under the covers after your potential rising, and a bath in the morning. 20 minutes. Send someone for peppermint salts or oil and if you can’t, get them for next time. And if you have anything that belonged to a maternal figure, put it on or wrap yourself w/it if it be an afghan or something of that nature. Then drink your favorite tea while surrounded.

    I suspect you don’t need my advice. I hope you feel better soon.

  • March 26, 2005 at 1:03 am
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    PS I am sorry if I said “maternal figure” that seemed too impersonally broached.

  • March 26, 2005 at 9:09 am
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    Thanks, Chel. Tea and back to bed: good advice, and well taken. I guess I was just trying to say that being sick is crappy in that it takes away things I usually like to be able to feel good about.

  • March 26, 2005 at 11:20 am
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    Yes it does. 🙁 Hope you feel better soon.

  • March 26, 2005 at 2:04 pm
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    Well, I don’t know if it’ll help, but you’re not alone. My brain is enveolped in a dense fog, and the meds only seem to make it worse. I’ve had enough tea and honey for a family of 4, and have slept and slept and slept.

    I despise being sick and so not being able to do the stuff I want/need/like to do.

    Get well!

  • March 31, 2005 at 7:30 pm
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    Hope you’re feeling better. I’ve just been too busy to blog lately but I’m on it tonight. Daisy, the charming one 😉

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