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I don't have the flu, but boy, are the symptoms amazing!
No, I haven't got the current bug, and it seems to have run its course, more or less. Kids are coming back to school in spades. Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, you decide for yourself.
But: I've been having the most bewildering symptoms that prove that a) I'm either getting ill, or b) I'm getting old. My ears freeze. I kid you not! My earshells, while feel reasonably warm to the touch, are freezing. I have the feeling most of the time that they are ice cold. They are not. I checked them. Mum checked them. They don't feel any colder than the rest of me.
It's really, really weird. It reminds me of a short story by György Moldova, about a young man whose fingernails hurt. At first they thought he was simulating because he didn't want to go to the Army (it was mandatory in our country at that time). Then they put him into the madhouse, where already were three Christi, two Buddhas and a guy who only knew that he was a dove, but whether the Holy Ghost or the one from Picasso's paitning, he couldn't tell.
Well, the madhouse has been closed years ago, for economical reason (which is why so many madmen are running around free over here, most of them acting in politics), so I'm not in that particular kind of danger. But my ears still feel bloody cold!
But: I've been having the most bewildering symptoms that prove that a) I'm either getting ill, or b) I'm getting old. My ears freeze. I kid you not! My earshells, while feel reasonably warm to the touch, are freezing. I have the feeling most of the time that they are ice cold. They are not. I checked them. Mum checked them. They don't feel any colder than the rest of me.
It's really, really weird. It reminds me of a short story by György Moldova, about a young man whose fingernails hurt. At first they thought he was simulating because he didn't want to go to the Army (it was mandatory in our country at that time). Then they put him into the madhouse, where already were three Christi, two Buddhas and a guy who only knew that he was a dove, but whether the Holy Ghost or the one from Picasso's paitning, he couldn't tell.
Well, the madhouse has been closed years ago, for economical reason (which is why so many madmen are running around free over here, most of them acting in politics), so I'm not in that particular kind of danger. But my ears still feel bloody cold!
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Do you have cinnamon sticks at home? They work wonders against cold feet, maybe they'll work on ears as well?
If you want to try, rub a cinnamon stick against the skin and massage it a bit (the ear, not the stick, lol). Let me know how it turns out ;)
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evil little trolls, erm, sweet little schoolkids, trying to massacre each other, I don't have it, despite the low temperatures. Or in my bedroom.But as soon as I'm in the study, my left ear starts to freeze. And no, it's not the one turned to the window, from where any draft might be coming. It's the other one. And it doesn't feel cold to the touch or anything. At least not a tad colder than the other one. Must be a psychosomatic symptom, I guess.
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I was sick all yesterday but with food poisoning not the flu. It was just as bad though.
On an unrelated note, I started watching the first season of Merlin and I really like it. I've only seen the first three episodes but I want to watch all the seasons. It's going to take a while and I'm trying to avoid spoilers too much but it's a fun show. Although, I'm not really sure why Guinevere is a blacksmith's daughter(unless this isn't THE Guinevere) but I'm guessing that will be explained later on.
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