I almost lost another contact lens. Since that would be the second in about three months and also the second in fourteen years of wearing contacts, I am mightily relieved that
markgritter found it for me, reminding me once again that I keep him around for more than decoration.
I'm not feeling very fabulous today, but I'm hoping it's the kind of non-fabulous that goes away soon if you pamper it. I have a hierarchy of things to wear when sick. It goes like this:
Too sick to stand up for a five-minute shower*. Wearing whatever pajamas I put on before falling over. This is very rare.
Fresh jammies after the shower. This is giving in entirely to The Sick. But sometimes it's just the best thing. In the winter, plaid Portuguese flannel. In the summer, cotton washed into oblivion.
Sick Clothes. I'm wearing sick clothes today. They're composed of geeky T-shirts, leggings (which I haven't worn for five years at least and didn't wear much as outerwear even then), and large fuzzy things over top, flannel shirts or old tatty sweaters or something. Slippers. No bra, because any activity requiring support is too much time vertical.** All garments chosen for individual comfort rather than because they come anywhere near matching each other. While sick clothes would not get me arrested in public, I don't wear them out of the house, and if someone who counts as people*** is coming into the house, I'd change out of sick clothes.
Sick But Stubborn Clothes. Jeans, baggy warm tops, things I can wear to Byerly's if everyone else is sick or out of town or something and I absolutely have to go to Byerly's.
I'm Not Sick Dammit Clothes. My normal clothes worn at an inappropriate time. Usually more form-fitting and/or revealing. Often in colors that look lovely when I'm well and emphasize the three-days-dead nature of Norwegian-girl-skin when sick.
What do you wear when you're sick?
*And I hate baths. HATE. Baths feel like punishment to me. They're like naps in that you're supposed to lie very still in the middle of the day and not do anything. With no one to talk to and nothing to read lest you drop it in the tub. Ick. And they're unlike naps in that naps, despite all their other flaws, do not get progressively colder unless something is very wrong.
**For those of you who don't know, I get dizzy easily when sick. Or when not sick, actually. I can mostly predict when I'm going to fall over these days, so I sit down or lie down and try to avoid it as best I can. Still, if you're with me in person and I say that I'm dizzy, please take it seriously. Do not just let me fall and gape like a fish like certain high school friends not on this friendslist once did.
***Generally it is a good thing not to count as people, but it has its disadvantages. Being greeted with eye-searing combinations of sickwear, for example. I managed to combine olive green, bright-bright orange, cherry red, black, and navy in a particularly comfortable set of sick clothes last winter. If I'm still icky tomorrow, I'll probably wear exactly that, because it was just right. But hideous, my land, hideous.
I'm not feeling very fabulous today, but I'm hoping it's the kind of non-fabulous that goes away soon if you pamper it. I have a hierarchy of things to wear when sick. It goes like this:
Too sick to stand up for a five-minute shower*. Wearing whatever pajamas I put on before falling over. This is very rare.
Fresh jammies after the shower. This is giving in entirely to The Sick. But sometimes it's just the best thing. In the winter, plaid Portuguese flannel. In the summer, cotton washed into oblivion.
Sick Clothes. I'm wearing sick clothes today. They're composed of geeky T-shirts, leggings (which I haven't worn for five years at least and didn't wear much as outerwear even then), and large fuzzy things over top, flannel shirts or old tatty sweaters or something. Slippers. No bra, because any activity requiring support is too much time vertical.** All garments chosen for individual comfort rather than because they come anywhere near matching each other. While sick clothes would not get me arrested in public, I don't wear them out of the house, and if someone who counts as people*** is coming into the house, I'd change out of sick clothes.
Sick But Stubborn Clothes. Jeans, baggy warm tops, things I can wear to Byerly's if everyone else is sick or out of town or something and I absolutely have to go to Byerly's.
I'm Not Sick Dammit Clothes. My normal clothes worn at an inappropriate time. Usually more form-fitting and/or revealing. Often in colors that look lovely when I'm well and emphasize the three-days-dead nature of Norwegian-girl-skin when sick.
What do you wear when you're sick?
*And I hate baths. HATE. Baths feel like punishment to me. They're like naps in that you're supposed to lie very still in the middle of the day and not do anything. With no one to talk to and nothing to read lest you drop it in the tub. Ick. And they're unlike naps in that naps, despite all their other flaws, do not get progressively colder unless something is very wrong.
**For those of you who don't know, I get dizzy easily when sick. Or when not sick, actually. I can mostly predict when I'm going to fall over these days, so I sit down or lie down and try to avoid it as best I can. Still, if you're with me in person and I say that I'm dizzy, please take it seriously. Do not just let me fall and gape like a fish like certain high school friends not on this friendslist once did.
***Generally it is a good thing not to count as people, but it has its disadvantages. Being greeted with eye-searing combinations of sickwear, for example. I managed to combine olive green, bright-bright orange, cherry red, black, and navy in a particularly comfortable set of sick clothes last winter. If I'm still icky tomorrow, I'll probably wear exactly that, because it was just right. But hideous, my land, hideous.
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Date: 2005-01-07 07:42 pm (UTC)Gosh. I am, I think diametrically opposite on this, in that I would never have a shower in a situation where I can have a bath; partly because in a shower one gets clean and that's it, whereas in a bath one gets clean and then gets lots of time to let heat soak in and relax sore muscles. I've never see having no-one to talk to as absolutely inherent in baths, though in practice having that time to think through stories or complex work-related things is no bad thing for me, and though I don't read in the bath it's because I'm an old-style D and D Dexterity 5, I know
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Date: 2005-01-07 07:57 pm (UTC)I suspect I was Roman in a previous life, given my hedonistic love of baths.
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Date: 2005-01-07 09:34 pm (UTC)And it's always good to know your Dex before you perform a Dex-check with objects that matter, which is why I didn't even try reading in the tub. (I'm not as clumsy as I think I am. But I'm also not confident in how much to compensate for that.)
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Date: 2005-01-08 06:08 am (UTC)I don't try to read in the tub, when I do take baths, which is rarely. I like to be as submerged as possible, which means I would be trying to turn the pages with the wet fingers of the hand not holding the book.
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Date: 2005-01-07 07:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-07 09:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-07 07:48 pm (UTC)When I'm too busy or stubborn to be able to lie down and die while sick, I still wear the same thing. When I'm sick, my Who Are You And Why Do I Care? factor goes through the roof, so I don't give a damn what people think I look like.
I agree with you about baths, but mostly because a) I don't fit well in standard tubs and ii) I can't escape thinking about the fact that I'm not sitting in whatever I was supposed to wash off. I much prefer long, hot showers.
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Date: 2005-01-07 07:49 pm (UTC)I presume that "not" was meant to be a "now" ?
Umm, the procedure is, clean off first, then soak. At least that was what I was brought up with.
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Date: 2005-01-07 07:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-07 07:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-07 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-07 09:14 pm (UTC)Mine tend towards whatever is comfy, familiar, and near to hand, accreted in layers. Several sets of pajamas generally contribute something, as do at least one pair of socks, and a couple of sweaters and possibly a scarf. And a robe. And so on. The socks match; nothing else has any hope of it.
I'm terribly sorry you do not have appreciation for the delights of the bath. My spouse was once firmly in that camp, but now he revels in the steamy soaky goodness. So, bath-affinity is a trait one can learn. It's not like you're forever doomed to the current condition.
K. [sorry you feel unwell, not to mention]
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Date: 2005-01-07 09:16 pm (UTC)When I'm crampy or exhausted, that's when I don either my sweatpants, my (loose) silver pants, or in extreme situations, my long sleeved/legged, satin-y penguin pajamas. Mmmm, penguin pajamas....
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Date: 2005-01-07 09:37 pm (UTC)I'm a bit like this with books: I don't want to prejudice myself on a book when I'm sick and cranky, but on the other hand discovering new good things is always delightful and improves my mood. So I've been waffling on reading
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Date: 2005-01-07 09:55 pm (UTC)Plus, I am all about the reading in the bathtub. I even read library books in it, though only cheap paperbacks, as a) I don't intend to drop the book in the water, and b) if I do, at least it's only something that'll cost $10 or so to replace. :)
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Date: 2005-01-07 10:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-07 10:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-07 11:58 pm (UTC)But "get dressed" when sickish often seems to involve pajama pants.
Feel better!
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Date: 2005-01-08 06:16 am (UTC)If I am sick for longer than a day or two--i.e., if things are dire--I will suffer through a shower and then put on one of the T-shirts I've appropriated from Laura, along with some comfy boxer shorts. If things are really really dire, I will wear the flannel shirt that belonged to my grandfather.
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Date: 2005-01-08 01:02 pm (UTC)Heh. I'm with you there. And don't forget the lovely grey-blue circles under the eyes! SO attractive. Who needs makeup when nature can make you look so divine, eh?
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Date: 2005-01-08 03:33 pm (UTC)