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By Julie
This is how my new year is going so far. Friday after work I staggered home and collapsed on the couch. I didn't move again until bedtime, when I took massive doses of Sudafed, Robitussin DM, and Tylenol, then zonked out. I don't remember eating anything for dinner.
Saturday morning I woke up and still had no appetite. I forced myself to eat a piece of toast with peanut butter then lay on the couch until it was time to collect ourselves and go over to my parents' house for Chinese New Year dinner.  We took the combination hot pot/grill that my parents had given us for Christmas over to their house so we could use the grill feature alongside their hot pot. Unfortunately I couldn't eat anything, but I did drink a bowl of soup. This morning I had another piece of toast with peanut butter. After dropping off the kids at my parents' house, we headed downtown for a matinee showing of Tristan und Isolde, Wagner's 5-hour operatic masterpiece. The tickets were part of our Valentine's Day gift to each other. It was the first time either of us had seen an opera live, and we both loved it. The music was complex and demanding, and the set, designed by David Hockney, was gorgeous. Unfortunately we had to leave before the final act because I was still feeling ill. Since Thursday I've been waking up every night around 2 or 3 am when the drugs wear off, at which time I have to take another dose of everything or not be able to fall back asleep. I doubt it will be different tonight. Sigh. I just hope this time my cold doesn't turn into a sinus infection and also that Alex, as the lone healthy member of the family, doesn't catch it. Needless to say I didn't have a chance to go buy 年糕 (nian gao / new year cake) from 99 Ranch this weekend. But I swear I WILL go sometime this week before they stop selling it, even if I'm still sick, just because I am that Labels: art, chinese, food, meds 1 Comments: |
