Yes, I realize the title of this entry is a bit dramatic, but I was going for that...and I thought it sounded James Bond-esque (like "The Spy Who Loved Me" or "A View to a Kill"). My life's ambition is still to be a Bond Girl, but not the kind who dies and I want to be one of the bad ones...but this is not the point. Wednesday night I can home from a night a tequilla shots and tortilla chips with one of my girl friends. I was cold (which if you know me at all is quite common) and then hot and then cold again. Then I realized, I had a fever. Bad news. Then the stomach issues started. And the sore throat. Before I knew it, it was time to go to the gym and I had not slept all night. I called in sick to work and slept all day...for four days straight. I did manage to make two emergency runs to the market for reinforcements, each followed by an email check.
It is killing me not to have my normal life. I feel like a cat- sleeping all day, gross, and lazy. I hate this feeling of being unproductive. I missed the gym four days in a row- an unprecedented record I hope never to beat. I think the last time I was in such bad shape was when I had my wisdom teeth out in high school. But at least then I had my mommy to take care of me and I actually was feeling good enough to enjoy a few days off. This time, the only thing I have felt good enough to do up to this point was sleep.
And now, this leads me to wonder how I became the lucky recipient of this flu virus. I have a few theories:
1. The weeks of travel and working long hours with little sleep and lots of stress have caught up with me.
2. There is a woman at work who caught the flu from her two year old daughter, who caught it at daycare. When I called in sick, I found out half the office was also out sick. This is just one more reason why I HATE kids.
3. I am seriously allergic to tequilla and tortilla chips.
I feel Number 2 is the most viable option, although the factors mentioned in Number 1 are a contributing force. Never blame the tequilla.
I think I am too old to be getting sick like this! Or at least I feel like I am. Maybe it is just because I have not been sick in a long time, and when I have it has not lasted long. I spoke with my parents my theories, and they support the 1-2 combo. They told me that they never got sick until my sisters and I went off to pre-school. They whenever we got sick, they got sick. Thankfully, my dad never went to work sick and my mom never saw her friends sick, so they were not guilty of this villainous spread of child-induced illness. Seriously, if your fucking dumbass kid can't keep his/her/its dirty fingers out of his/her/its mouth, that is your problem, not mine! And just because your stupid kid gets you sick, does not give you the right to still go about your daily life and infect the rest of the population. Grrrrr.
Did I mention I get kinda bitchy when I am not feeling well? This bitchiness is exacerbated by lack of going to the gym and social interaction.
Let us hope, for all of mankind, that I get better soon, so the bitchiness will subside to a tolerable level.
It is killing me not to have my normal life. I feel like a cat- sleeping all day, gross, and lazy. I hate this feeling of being unproductive. I missed the gym four days in a row- an unprecedented record I hope never to beat. I think the last time I was in such bad shape was when I had my wisdom teeth out in high school. But at least then I had my mommy to take care of me and I actually was feeling good enough to enjoy a few days off. This time, the only thing I have felt good enough to do up to this point was sleep.
And now, this leads me to wonder how I became the lucky recipient of this flu virus. I have a few theories:
1. The weeks of travel and working long hours with little sleep and lots of stress have caught up with me.
2. There is a woman at work who caught the flu from her two year old daughter, who caught it at daycare. When I called in sick, I found out half the office was also out sick. This is just one more reason why I HATE kids.
3. I am seriously allergic to tequilla and tortilla chips.
I feel Number 2 is the most viable option, although the factors mentioned in Number 1 are a contributing force. Never blame the tequilla.
I think I am too old to be getting sick like this! Or at least I feel like I am. Maybe it is just because I have not been sick in a long time, and when I have it has not lasted long. I spoke with my parents my theories, and they support the 1-2 combo. They told me that they never got sick until my sisters and I went off to pre-school. They whenever we got sick, they got sick. Thankfully, my dad never went to work sick and my mom never saw her friends sick, so they were not guilty of this villainous spread of child-induced illness. Seriously, if your fucking dumbass kid can't keep his/her/its dirty fingers out of his/her/its mouth, that is your problem, not mine! And just because your stupid kid gets you sick, does not give you the right to still go about your daily life and infect the rest of the population. Grrrrr.
Did I mention I get kinda bitchy when I am not feeling well? This bitchiness is exacerbated by lack of going to the gym and social interaction.
Let us hope, for all of mankind, that I get better soon, so the bitchiness will subside to a tolerable level.
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Hope you feel better soon!
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