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I don’t understand the nature of my pain. Yes, that sounds awfully poetic and emo and all that, but it’s the truth. I’m in pain, physically, and I have no idea why. I don’t know why it comes and goes during the day, why sometimes it feels like someone has beat me up while an hour or so later I feel fine. I might of course feel fine mainly because of the medicine I’m taking, but it doesn’t add up, it doesn’t make any sense. Last night I was in horrible, horrible pain, so I took went for a walk for about 45 minutes. After that, I was fit for fight, hardly a twinge of pain in my thigh or lower back. This morning I woke up at 7 am, in pain, so I decided to start the day with a walk. It lessened the pain somewhat, but didn’t completely eradicate it. Instead I got dizzy and nauseous, causing me to have to lie down, which in turn made the pain in my thigh and back worse – so much worse that at one point I wished I would just pass out already. I also considered CALLING Tor (I was on the couch in the living room, he was sleeping in our bedroom one floor down) to ask him to drive me to the ER, but I reconsidered – I couldn’t think of anything they could do for me that my regular doctor hasn’t already done, and chances are they would just tell me to take painkillers and ride it out until Monday when I can talk to my doctor again.

Anyway. After feeling like passing out and/or vomiting (managed not to), I took my meds and went to bed again. Two hours of sleep later, and I feel like a hundred bucks, like I wasn’t in excruciating pain just hours earlier.

It’s really starting to wear me out, because I never know when it might hit again. I have no idea if I can make it into work on Monday, or if I do make it there, if I’ll make it through the full day. Tor starts his new job on Monday, meaning that should I get in a worse state while at work, I will have to take the bus home – at least 40 minutes.

So that’s my Saturday whine. Now I’m going to curl up on the couch with the 6th Sookie Stackhouse novel, a glass of Coke Zero and some chocolate, because it’s Saturday and I’m allowed sweets, thank goodness. I sure need it right now.

I didn’t forget about my blog, I swear. I just…had other things to do. Like sleep, read Sookie Stackhouse novels and watch TV.

Anyway, here’s a short recap of my summer:
I went on holiday on August 1, and it was glorious. Had a couple of days at home, then went north to my parents. Flight north was uneventful, thank goodness. Then I spent two weeks with my parents, doing more or less nothing. Seriously. I read a lot, watched TV, got annoyed with the dog, picked some blueberries, slept slept slept.

Then I went back home. Flight was eventful, sort of – my first flight was delayed 30 minutes, which made me lose my connecting flight. They just couldn’t be bothered to wait for TEN MINUTES. Onboard crew told us we were booked onto a new flight leaving at 15:30 (the initial flight had been scheduled to leave at 12:30, making me arrive at my destination airport at 13:30). They lied. Ticket office says the earliest they have is 18:15. Fume fume fume. They give us meal tickets to shut us up. No free internet. I arrive at Trondheim airport around 20:40 instead of 12:30. FEH.

Sooo, back in Trondheim, with another week of vacation to go. What do I do? NOTHING! :D Ok, not nothing – I went into town a few times to pick up wedding presents, christening presents and birthday presents for assorted people, and also went by the comic book store each and every time. They never had Marvel 1602. :( Got Astonishing X-Men volume 1 and Anita Blake Vampire Hunter volume 2 instead. And also, Invader Zim volumes 2 and 3 for Tor’s birthday.

But then I got a muscle inflammation, which made everything painful. I still have it. I went back to work two days ago, and it got worse. Well – it had started getting better until I went back to work. Went to see the doctor again today, and she put me on sick leave and told me to take long walks on the beach. Or she might have just said “walks”. I also came down with a cold, and am now battling everything that comes along with that, primarily a runny nose and a dash of dizziness.

And uh, that’s it? Like I said, I am now on sick leave for a couple of days, and I plan on spending that time on the couch for the most part (as long as the fever’s present, after that I will have to look into those walks).