Remember how I said yesterday that I was “finally feeling almost not sick”? Uh, yeah. I might have jinxed myself because holymotherofgod I have been blowing my nose for 12 hours straight. How can a person have that much mucus!? I slept for shit because I had to wake up about every hour to clear out the phlegm factory. Gross! I know! I had to sleep with two pillows propping my head up so I could attempt to sleep without a coughing fit which has led to my neck feeling incredibly sore. I’m a mess. It’s not pretty.
I bought some generic cold medicine and took two doses of it yesterday before heading to bed. . . and subsequently have felt MORE sick after taking that then I have the entire weekend. Is it possible medicine can make a person more sick? How?
And of course not going into work is a very bad thing since we have two huge events this week but I am not fit for human interaction. How can I get anything done when I am sneezing, coughing and blowing my nose every few minutes? I have so much work to do but it’s just going to have to be done from home today. That’s it. I have made the decision. I must stay home lest I get more sick and am unable to fulfill my duties at the events later this week. Now THAT would be bad.
Have I mentioned how much- how very, very much- I hate being sick?? It’s so inconvenient!
“And all the suffering that you’ve witnessed/And the hand prints on the wall/They remind you how it’s endless/How endlessly you fall/And the answer that you’re seeking/For the question that you found/Drives you further to confusion/As you lose your sense of ground/So don’t forget to breathe/Don’t forget to breathe/Your whole life is here/No eleventh hour reprieve/So don’t forget to breathe…” -Breathe, Alexi Murdoch