drugs and real estate

Ugh.  I’ve decided that I really don’t like ciprofloxacin.  It makes me feel nauseous, and it completely wipes me out.  I slept on the couch, in broad daylight, with all the neighbourhood dogs barking, for two hours today.  I’m the girl who normally needs complete dark (100% blockout curtains) and complete silence (earplugs) to sleep at all.  SO called me, which woke me up, and he told me tonight that he couldn’t understand me for the first half of the conversation as I was still basically sleep-talking.  This is not like me, I normally wake up almost straight away.  Admittedly the meds do warn not operate machinery when on them, and that ‘mental confusion’ may result from taking them.  Which is great, it’s not like I need my mind to be working for anything, is it? /sarcasm

Oooh, and the funky dreams…. don’t get me started.  Today it was washing snails, which survived and turned into slaters…. just very very bizarre.

Oh well, I guess I should be grateful for anything that may fix this ridiculous bug I’m harbouring.  I must admit that I am feeling better in myself.  If it wasn’t for the nausea and sleeping issue of the drugs, I’d be okay to go back to work in the next day or so, but there’s no way I can go to work like this.   Narcolepsy is not a trait associated with high productivity.

In other news, we’ve spoken to our mortgage broker, who has given us the go-ahead to purchase another property.  The one we were interested in was off the market by the time we called, so we’re back to looking around.  There’s one that we’ll be looking at on the weekend which is promising, but otherwise the market seems to have dried up.  I suspect the lower end of the market (which is where we buy) has picked up already, due to the low interest rates – first home owners can afford repayments, and investors have worked out it’s a good time to buy.  Rats.  Oh well, there’s always another bargain around the corner, I guess.