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Sunday, March 6, 2011
Let me start off by stating, I hate being sick! I hate it, I loath it, I despise i! Now I'm sure no one loves to be sick, but i down right hate it, did I mention that? Maybe I have such a strong opinion because as I write this I am struggling to breath through my congested nasal passages, or because i am sweating on a 30 degree day, but none the less, I hate being sick.
What I truly dislike is the way it creeps up on you, for no reason and puts a halt to your everyday life. You can't go to work, you can't go to the gym, you can't even get out of bed! And why? what did we do to become sick? I didn't go outside with wet hair or without a jacket on (which is what my grandmother always told me would make me sick). No I was just minding my business, going about my day when someone else decided to share their germs with me! Now I'm not saying I haven't done the same. Since we usually become ill before we ever realize we actually are, I'm sure I have shared my fair share of germs as well. But that's not that point, the point is someone gave me their nasty germs and now I am holed up inside, unable to move off my couch and wishing my mommy was here to make me chicken soup! So instead of waking up and having a productive day including working out, running errands and seeing friends I instead woke up unable to breath, coughing up foul looking substances and unable to leave my bed. So while everyone else is out enjoying their weekend I will be here nursing OJ and cursing the infected stranger that landed me in this perdicament!
Am I being a baby? Perhaps! but who likes being sick?