It's been a while since I had a bout of Mollart's meningitis (August being the last time). I felt it, without certainty, on Saturday evening--but kept my mouth shut. Sunday, when I got up, the ache was in my neck and the back of my head. I went to church (it was my week and I'd had a rough day previously, so I really wanted to go) without spending much thought on my condition. Sometime during the sermon, I made the diagnosis--the reason I was achy like that wasn't just from sleeping in a funny position. After church, I told Daddy, "I think I have meningitis again...but I'm not saying anything yet."
It didn't take me long after we got home to "say anything". I wasn't feeling very well and was kind of grouchy about it...so I figured I might as well 'fess up' to Mama. Understading that this stuff is a swelling of the meneges around the spial chord and brain, she has insisted the last few days that I rest (which is, for Mollart's [aka acute meningitis] the best thing). I don't really mind a couple days sprawled in my bed, propped up reading mysteries and such like. (I read the "Red Keep" by Allen French again yesterday. I think I have read it to myself at least three times, read it out-loud to Katherine once, and have had it read to me at least twice. If you can't tell, it's one of my favorites.)
Monday I felt pretty good (washed the dishes from all three meals), but spent most of my time in bed. I felt worse yesterday (Tuesday) than I had the day before (unusual). Mama didn't let me finish washing the breakfast dishes, but packed me off to bed again.
Today, I'm feeling better than yesterday, but not all better, so I'm once again not really doing anything. I did wash the dishes after breakfast (and plan on doing the lunch dishes...and supper dishes), but for the most part I still think I'd better keep on the low down. The tension in my neck/base of my skull has gotten worse in the last hour (though it is still quite mild.)
In other news, Mama is in the process of cleaning out her old desk--which is going to replace mine (it has drawers! and won't stick out as far--which will probably be nice since my setup is in the dining room); then the old buffet in the kitchen will be moved to the office area (where the desk is right now). After that, Daddy's green desk (an old table with a single drawer in it) will be moved to where the buffet currently sits. That way Daddy's "office" will be moved out of their bedroom and he will be able to be right there with Granddaddy. Granddaddy gets serious separation angst when he doesn't know where Daddy is. My biggest problem in going to be figuring out where to put all my junk I have piled on this table! :D Seriously though, I think I can organize the doors into a very functional workflow.
I'll probably take pictures when I get set up. Not that they will be very exciting...but it'll be something to blog about. ;P
It didn't take me long after we got home to "say anything". I wasn't feeling very well and was kind of grouchy about it...so I figured I might as well 'fess up' to Mama. Understading that this stuff is a swelling of the meneges around the spial chord and brain, she has insisted the last few days that I rest (which is, for Mollart's [aka acute meningitis] the best thing). I don't really mind a couple days sprawled in my bed, propped up reading mysteries and such like. (I read the "Red Keep" by Allen French again yesterday. I think I have read it to myself at least three times, read it out-loud to Katherine once, and have had it read to me at least twice. If you can't tell, it's one of my favorites.)
Monday I felt pretty good (washed the dishes from all three meals), but spent most of my time in bed. I felt worse yesterday (Tuesday) than I had the day before (unusual). Mama didn't let me finish washing the breakfast dishes, but packed me off to bed again.
Today, I'm feeling better than yesterday, but not all better, so I'm once again not really doing anything. I did wash the dishes after breakfast (and plan on doing the lunch dishes...and supper dishes), but for the most part I still think I'd better keep on the low down. The tension in my neck/base of my skull has gotten worse in the last hour (though it is still quite mild.)
In other news, Mama is in the process of cleaning out her old desk--which is going to replace mine (it has drawers! and won't stick out as far--which will probably be nice since my setup is in the dining room); then the old buffet in the kitchen will be moved to the office area (where the desk is right now). After that, Daddy's green desk (an old table with a single drawer in it) will be moved to where the buffet currently sits. That way Daddy's "office" will be moved out of their bedroom and he will be able to be right there with Granddaddy. Granddaddy gets serious separation angst when he doesn't know where Daddy is. My biggest problem in going to be figuring out where to put all my junk I have piled on this table! :D Seriously though, I think I can organize the doors into a very functional workflow.
I'll probably take pictures when I get set up. Not that they will be very exciting...but it'll be something to blog about. ;P
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