Waaaaah.

[waid]

I want to be writing. Or reading. Or learning French. But I can't, because I spent all night inexplicably throwing up and am now in that maddening phase of recovery when you have just enough energy and well-being to appreciate how skull-perforatingly bored you are. If I get up and move around I start to feel on the point of throwing up again. If I read more than a few pages my eyes hurt and I get too tired and start to feel on the point of throwing up again. Ditto looking at screens. And obviously I can't have intelligent thoughts about anything.

And I was rather pleased with myself for having eaten an uncharacteristically hearty supper, too. (Most of my life I've been too thin, you see. Just about the lowest possible healthy BMI now.)  Ugh, don't want to think about that now. And it wasn't the meal. No one else is sick.

Oh well. The probably-not-throwing-up any more part,  that's fun. I could even just about get Pollyanna-ish about how this particular sort of boredom sort of illustrates another, unexpected advance on the mental health front  (wanting to learn things! I used to be like that all the time and I hadn't even noticed I'd stopped!) but really dammit it took me three hours to eat a single cracker and 10% of a banana and there are limits to the power of looking on the bright side.

Comments

[yan-tan-tether.livejournal.com]

Oh no, I hope you feel better soon. I like listening to podcasts and audiobooks when I'm feeling too ill to look at a screen or a page.

[wraithwitch.livejournal.com]

Waaaah indeed. Throwing up is icky.
I hope you're better soon.
In the mean time, I suggest plotting.
Plot stories. Plot whimsy. Plot plots.
Plot all the things you'll do when you're sure you won't be ill!

Weight and BMI is a weird thing. I've been as little as 7st and as much as nearly 9.5st; whilst I notice the difference +/- of as little as 2lbs, everyone else seems to see just three states: Raven is consumptively thin, Raven is ravenish size, Raven bitches about her weight but we just think she doesn't look on the point of collapse.

I think it would be far more interesting if one could accurately control one's metabolism/etc and therefore one's consumption and weight. (Today I want to be a waif! Today I want to be curvy!) ...wonder how that would effect fashion and suchlike...?

am talking wibble now. lalala.

[muffinbitch.livejournal.com]

Oh man, I HATE that stage of getting better - well enough to be bored, too sick to actually get up or entertain yourself - or sleep any longer. Hope you're feeling better soon!

[ketchup-fights.livejournal.com]

Oh, oww. Could it be stomach flu? Stomach flu is... not fun. I got very well acquainted with my iPod the last time I had it, and it's the best thing I can recommend for when you're trying to make the room stop spinning.

There's lots of really good audiobooks and podcasts floating around them internets (including French tutorials, what what.) Librivox is a nice resource for free audiobooks of public domain works. And there's always podfic, if you're in a fannish mood. (I found this archive (http://audiofic.jinjurly.com/) indispensible when I was figuring out what podfic fandom had to offer.)

Hope you feel better soon!

[adena-kaiba.livejournal.com]

I hope you'll get better very soon. I wish I could do something to help. In any case, if you feel like learning French, maybe these could be of some use:
http://www.tolearnfrench.com/
http://www.wordreference.com/enfr/
(They are tremendously helpful to me when I need to translate something in English)
Also, don't hesitate to ask me (not that I'm anything near gifted to explain things, but French still is my first language, and I'd be very happy if it could be useful to someone for a change).