Saturday morning, and I'm still tired. I expected I'd get a good night's sleep after being so ill yesterday, but it was filled with the craziest of dreams.
I dreamt that my work had decided to move the claims area to another part of the campus. Yes, campus. They moved it clear on to Standford's campus. lol too funny. So there I was, trying to find my way through the maze of confusing corridors and hallways, following directions from a man "just down the hall, and make two rights" ... When I finally found the place where they said it would be, I found that there wasn't any claims items to process. Instead there were two desks, and I was to sit behind one and do some kind of work. I remember feeling totally awkward and confused, unable to comprehend what they were expecting of me. At one point, the other woman at the other desk was pulling up reports and printing them off. The position of our desks and that printer just wasn't working, so I was trying to rearrange the furniture.... At one point, a gentleman who reminded me of Ross from the TV show Friends, was trying to find some sort of claims area as well. He peeked into a window and they pushed out three of those long pool noodles at him. (yeah, I know, nutty stuff!) After a time, I tried calling my old boss, Ed but wound up talking to Fred. As the work day full of confusion ended, I recall walking to my car, trying to figure out how to get a parking permit so I would be closer to the building I was working in ......
yeah, I always seem to have crazy dreams whenever my mind is in overload, or if I'm not feeling well. I thought I was going to get my hair done today, but I had to cancel the appointment. I tried eating some toast and it's not sitting so well, so I guess whatever this is hasn't fully left me yet. Being sick is no fun, my body aches from not moving around. Some of the aches I am attributing to being back at the gym and overdoing things. But I've had one nagging pain in my right side that I suppose I'll have to have checked at the doctor's office. *sigh* I hate being sick. I've tried some self-diagnosis on the WebMD site, and since its so soon after my gall bladder surgery, perhaps its related to my eating habits and the whole bile issues with the liver, the pancreas and such. Maybe some healthy eating, with lower fats, will help. That's my goal for the weekend to try.
Just rambling on here so that I have my thoughts in some kind of coherent pattern. Maybe a short walk around the block with Sadie will be just the ticket to feeling better... as soon as it stops raining :)
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