Dude, where’s my trial?

This month’s trial has been almost a complete failure.  I was not prepared for the withdrawal symptoms of caffeine.  The goal was to go cold turkey and it hasn’t happened.  I’m drinking a cup of coffee as I write this.  I had to have caffeine.  There is an extreme amount of work to get accomplished and  I was sitting behind my desk,  light-headed, unfocused, and miserable, and worst of all I wasn’t getting anything accomplished. I told myself that this is a temporary condition and I would get past the withdrawal stage, but I couldn’t afford to do it at the expense of my work.  So, I am drinking coffee. 

To try and salvage some of the trial, I have limited myself to a single large cup a day and I am moving that down to a single small cup next week.  I haven’t had any soda or other caffeinated beverages besides the cup of coffee each day.  I have been good about drinking water the rest of the day.  I sometimes forget the orange juice in the morning and the wine at night. 

This last week has been tough.  The “cold” that I have been complaining about since mid-January continued to get worse and as it did I continued to be busier and busier. Saturday was the climax of a big fundraiser we had been working on and I was nearly kaput.  I never got out of bed on Sunday.  Yesterday I had to take my son to the doctor and the doctor examined me.  Turns out I have acute-Bronchitis and was on the onset of pneumonia.  The doctor forbid me to go to work today and put me on anti-biotics and an inhaler.  So the boy and I are home today.