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Sick, The Whine
Aug. 1st, 2006 05:03 pmOkay. Now that I'm not dying, I'll whine a little about yesterday.
Yesterday I had to work, cause one of my co-workers is on vacation and you've gotta water plants or they die-- I'm covering for him. I did the spash-n-dash (no prettying, spraying, or other maintenance, just watering) so it was a short day, and hopefully I wasn't too out of it and so I didn't kill anything through over/underwatering. (Remember, folks, Mondays are 450 plants or so, but luckily the air conditioning is on now so they don't drink so much. Unluckily, air conditioning makes them cranky and they get bugs)
In the morning, until about noon, I was shivering constantly. In the afternoon, I started to heat up, and I sweated until about 5am today. Yummy, right? I also got lots of random muscle aches and shooting pains from my hips and knees, and random cramps in my legs, feet, and back. Also, a headache-- I never get headaches. It was crazy. My body was not, not, not happy. I got home and went directly to sleep at something like 4, with Bob babysitting me and bringing my ratties to the bed to play with me. Getting up to go to the bathroom left me exhausted.
Anyhow, sleeping more or less straight through till 9am left me feeling considerably better, and now my throat hurts, but my body doesn't seem like it's in imminent danger of dying (dude, how does a flu give you shooting pain from your left hip socket anyhow?). I'm going running, cause I feel so, so happy to be able to move without hurting badly, and then I'm going to tidy my house because it looks like a nuclear war zone from yesterday, and then I'm going to bed before 8pm and sleeping, cause tomorrow is a long day.
I spent a bit of time yesterday working on socialising Rain and Honeypie/Rocket Rat (the Petaluma boy). Neither of them are hand-shy in the cage, but Honey really doesn't like being picked up from the bed, so we worked on that a bit, and Rain isn't so comfy being held by non-rat-experts (like Bob) so we worked on that a bit. Honeypie still has some work to be done on him-- he scoots out of your hands like popcorn out of a hot pan if he can the first couple of times if he can get away with it, and squeeks a bit when you try to pick him up, but after three or four repeats where he doesn't get away with it he stops -- then if you try agan ten minutes later you need to go through it all again. I had forgotten what socialising ratties was like. It makes me happy, though, because they're both real honest-to-goodness sweethearts, and very handsome boys, and in a month they'll be ready to learn to come when called and not skittish at all. If Honey does have a drop or two of wild in him, he may always be a bit of a Rocket Rat, but he certainly doesn't mind people at all. Both of them, when left to their own devices, curl up in the crook of my knees under the blanket and groom themselves sleepily. They're such fabulous boys, and they get along well. When Small died, Sweetie and Helen were left together, and though they snuggled, you could tell they didn't really get along and just did the minimum possible socialising. Honey and Rain, though, are always curled up together and playing little rat-games. It's good.
The boys get a lot of words here because the girls are just obviously fabulous. They're friendly, unafraid, loving, curious, bold, etc. Uno's babies are the best line of rats ever. Helen is the sweetest thing going, and she and Silver really get along. I think Lightning will be happy to have higher-energy babies to play with (when I get back from Shambhala that will happen).
So, yeah. Not whiny anymore, but man did yesterday at work suck. And man, do my babies rock. And now running. Be well.
Yesterday I had to work, cause one of my co-workers is on vacation and you've gotta water plants or they die-- I'm covering for him. I did the spash-n-dash (no prettying, spraying, or other maintenance, just watering) so it was a short day, and hopefully I wasn't too out of it and so I didn't kill anything through over/underwatering. (Remember, folks, Mondays are 450 plants or so, but luckily the air conditioning is on now so they don't drink so much. Unluckily, air conditioning makes them cranky and they get bugs)
In the morning, until about noon, I was shivering constantly. In the afternoon, I started to heat up, and I sweated until about 5am today. Yummy, right? I also got lots of random muscle aches and shooting pains from my hips and knees, and random cramps in my legs, feet, and back. Also, a headache-- I never get headaches. It was crazy. My body was not, not, not happy. I got home and went directly to sleep at something like 4, with Bob babysitting me and bringing my ratties to the bed to play with me. Getting up to go to the bathroom left me exhausted.
Anyhow, sleeping more or less straight through till 9am left me feeling considerably better, and now my throat hurts, but my body doesn't seem like it's in imminent danger of dying (dude, how does a flu give you shooting pain from your left hip socket anyhow?). I'm going running, cause I feel so, so happy to be able to move without hurting badly, and then I'm going to tidy my house because it looks like a nuclear war zone from yesterday, and then I'm going to bed before 8pm and sleeping, cause tomorrow is a long day.
I spent a bit of time yesterday working on socialising Rain and Honeypie/Rocket Rat (the Petaluma boy). Neither of them are hand-shy in the cage, but Honey really doesn't like being picked up from the bed, so we worked on that a bit, and Rain isn't so comfy being held by non-rat-experts (like Bob) so we worked on that a bit. Honeypie still has some work to be done on him-- he scoots out of your hands like popcorn out of a hot pan if he can the first couple of times if he can get away with it, and squeeks a bit when you try to pick him up, but after three or four repeats where he doesn't get away with it he stops -- then if you try agan ten minutes later you need to go through it all again. I had forgotten what socialising ratties was like. It makes me happy, though, because they're both real honest-to-goodness sweethearts, and very handsome boys, and in a month they'll be ready to learn to come when called and not skittish at all. If Honey does have a drop or two of wild in him, he may always be a bit of a Rocket Rat, but he certainly doesn't mind people at all. Both of them, when left to their own devices, curl up in the crook of my knees under the blanket and groom themselves sleepily. They're such fabulous boys, and they get along well. When Small died, Sweetie and Helen were left together, and though they snuggled, you could tell they didn't really get along and just did the minimum possible socialising. Honey and Rain, though, are always curled up together and playing little rat-games. It's good.
The boys get a lot of words here because the girls are just obviously fabulous. They're friendly, unafraid, loving, curious, bold, etc. Uno's babies are the best line of rats ever. Helen is the sweetest thing going, and she and Silver really get along. I think Lightning will be happy to have higher-energy babies to play with (when I get back from Shambhala that will happen).
So, yeah. Not whiny anymore, but man did yesterday at work suck. And man, do my babies rock. And now running. Be well.
