Coming down with something...
Feb. 11th, 2002 02:33 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexpgpIt is, I am surprised to see, after 2:30 pm.
A slight tickle in my throat on my way out the door last night prompted me to grab a handful of effervescent powders from Alacer that go by the name of "Emer'gen-C." I took three of them during my shift, another one upon coming home, and yet another upon waking up, which amounts to 5 g of C injested over the past 14 hours. My throat is still nicely sore, but that's the extent of the symptoms, as of now. I've been chasing the C with hot green tea for the past hour or so, and intend to continue to do so until I go back to sleep later.
* * * I'm surprised to note it, but I've not been good at following up on phone mail in recent months. The most recent self-administered slap in the face occurred last week, when I lost some work - and worse, likely some credibility as a professional - because I failed to return phone calls. The problem lies not with the phone I am using (I have two cells, one in Houston and the other in Colorado), but with the phone I am not using.
Last Friday, for example, I finally got around to checking my Colorado messages, and found one from Wednesday asking if I could do work. Although chances are high that I would have not been able to take the work, I nonetheless should have called back on Wednesday, and not Friday. Ye gods.
Upon arising at a little past one today, I had only one message waiting for me. My over-30-days client called to say that a check was in the mail, but implied that it may only be a partial payment, and to call once I got the check. I'll have to call Colorado and have them be on the lookout for it.
* * * I'll need to drop by the post office later today (and there's not much 'later' to be had, I note), and perhaps do a load of laundry and buy some stuff at the supermarket. Then I should make a point of going back to bed early and try to get more than a couple of hours of shuteye.
* * * My relief at the MSR is Eugene M., a sharp young guy with an advanced degree, if memory serves, in orbital mechanics. The last time I saw him, we were in Moscow, and he was preparing to come to the states and work here under an H1-B visa. His language skills, as you may imagine, are excellent, his people skills are superb, and he comes across as a personable fellow (and it's a shame there are so few of us around... :^).
Anyway, we spoke briefly today and he told me that he'll be interpreting at the MMT tomorrow morning, and therefore, to expect him around 9 am. No sweat. (That even works out for me, as I need to drop by the bank tomorrow morning to make a deposit, and the bank doesn't open until 9.)
* * * Daylight is burning. I've got stuff to do.
Cheers...
A slight tickle in my throat on my way out the door last night prompted me to grab a handful of effervescent powders from Alacer that go by the name of "Emer'gen-C." I took three of them during my shift, another one upon coming home, and yet another upon waking up, which amounts to 5 g of C injested over the past 14 hours. My throat is still nicely sore, but that's the extent of the symptoms, as of now. I've been chasing the C with hot green tea for the past hour or so, and intend to continue to do so until I go back to sleep later.
Last Friday, for example, I finally got around to checking my Colorado messages, and found one from Wednesday asking if I could do work. Although chances are high that I would have not been able to take the work, I nonetheless should have called back on Wednesday, and not Friday. Ye gods.
Upon arising at a little past one today, I had only one message waiting for me. My over-30-days client called to say that a check was in the mail, but implied that it may only be a partial payment, and to call once I got the check. I'll have to call Colorado and have them be on the lookout for it.
Anyway, we spoke briefly today and he told me that he'll be interpreting at the MMT tomorrow morning, and therefore, to expect him around 9 am. No sweat. (That even works out for me, as I need to drop by the bank tomorrow morning to make a deposit, and the bank doesn't open until 9.)
Cheers...
