On being sick . . . and really hating it
I do not think I have been as sick as I am right now since I moved to Greenville back in June 2007. Honestly this sucks. I guess what really blows my mind, what really annoys me as well, is the fact that I just came out of a four day weekend, which I spent almost entirely in a state or rest and relaxation. The whole reason I had taken the long weekend in a hope of preventing illness coming out of vacation in Vermont. Damn-it! It didn’t work.
I am not a person who copes with being sick very well because I can be very stubborn and try to insist that I am okay when really I am not. Well here I am admitting it . . . I am sick. Fuck.
I tried calling the doctor’s office this afternoon to see if there was a time I could come in sometime tomorrow but they are entirely booked up. I am also frustrated by the fact that I was feeling marginally better this morning but by lunch time I was full blown miserable and had to go home. Been sleeping for about the last three hours, which hasn’t been too bad, but still stuffed up and still got a killer headache and the chills. Fucking germs . . . what a horrible thing to have to deal with.
And honestly I know I probably don’t have it that bad compared to the sickness some people get, but it still makes life suck while you got it. Hopefully I can get rid of this over the weekend and be better for next week. It is altogether too draining and I got to much shit to do this at work right. Oh yeah, being sick makes me really grumpy and short tempered, part of the reason it is better that I stay home from work.
Fucking colds . . . I tell ya.
