Have you ever heard the song "I Feel Pretty"? I don't even know much from the song, just a snippet. But what keeps it in my head is that I keep changing the word "pretty" to "shitty" because that's how I'm feeling.
Skip the rest of this drivel about how being sick sucks.
Skip the rest of this drivel about how being sick sucks. You all know how much it sucks... I just need to get it out of my system. It sucks when you can't sleep because your sinuses are either draining, or if you lie on your side because the draining stops in your ears and hurts so you toss and turn and still can't sleep. I hate it when I can't think properly because I'm sick, although it leads to some rather odd thoughts/ponderances that are kind of amusing. I hate having to breathe through my mouth because my nose doesn't work properly. I hate talking funny because I can't breathe. I hate it when I take a sick day and end up doing more work from home than if I'd been at work (and I'm SOOOO not claiming a sick day). I hate having to carry around a box of tissue with me wherever I go.
I am happy that I got to hang out at home and in between checking mail I watched food network stuff. I usually don't watch that channel a ton, but it was on and I didn't feel like exerting the brain power to find something else. So for Valentine's week there was lots of stuff about chocolate. Mmmm... chocolate... A friend came over to take me to get dinner since I have no food in my house and I told him that watching the chocolate stuff was the food lover's equivalent of porn. He then asked something about a naked man dipped in chocolate (the specifics are a bit fuzzy - I can't think, remember). I said it depended on the man - Brad Pitt dipped in chocolate - good. The big fat guy on the TV at the time - bad. Then I reconsidered that either way it's a waste of good chocolate.
Oh, the only good things about being sick - being so obsessed with how crappy I'm feeling physically that I forgot to obsess about the thing that's making me feel crappy otherwise. Strange thing to be happy about, but take it where you can get it, right? Another good thing - I got a big laugh at myself over dinner. I ordered udon (chicken soup when you're sick is good for you, right???). I giggled a bit over the trouble I was having getting the damned food in my mouth (good thing I didn't wear something I was concerned about staining), but I laughed my ass off when I actually dropped a noodle in my lap. I haven't laughed that hard at anything in a while, and it felt good. Maybe laughter really is... nah... too corny...
Posted by cshell at February 11, 2004 10:56 PM