A well-lit and warm room

[muckefuck]

Another day of malingering. I woke up dizzy and weak. Just contemplating the walk to the shuttle stop filled me with dread, and that's without even taking into account the wind and cold. I think monshu was happy for the company. He all but told me outright to stay home. So I crawled back into bed and didn't come out again until nearly noon when he returned with soup. I announced my intention to take a hot bath to soothe an array of ills, including a renewed gout attack, so he lit the fire in the fireplace so I could come to the front room afterwards and read by his side.

A Hindi-language book fell into my hands at work the other day. Apparently we're going to start acquiring a small collection in South Asian languages. My boss was very encouraging (he asked me a while ago if I knew any Hindi and I told him I did), but I was appalled at how much trouble I had puzzling out the letters. Back to the books for me. Of course, this triggered my literary interests, as it always does, and I picked up Amit Chaudhuri again. His Freedom song is a three-novella omnibus, the last of which is eponymous and the first of which I read sometime last year. His Afternoon raag was a good choice, with its reminiscences of Bengali domestic life and cozy Oxford interiors. Apparently he was in college about the same time I was, and I visited Oxford then (I had a friend at Regent's). Of course, our experiences there could hardly have been more different.

I also tried an experiment today, one I hope I don't regret, and skipped a dose of my lansoprazole again. I figured: mild food (it's a fast day for the Old Man, so cheese pasta with sage butter plus apple-pear salad and chard) and only one day to get through if I end up sleepless. I've been meaning to do this for a while, but I've always got some excuse, either that I don't want to go to work a zombie or ruin a weekend. This is the last quiet weekend for a while and I've had a good week stomach-wise, so it seems reasonable to take the chance. Another hour before I go to bed and the real test begins.

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[phillipalden.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better soon.