I have a cough that just won’t go away. Last Thursday I started to get a sore throat, by Monday it was really starting to hurt, and Tuesday I was full out sick as a dog. I feel better than I did, which translates to I no longer feel like death, but I still feel like crap. I know no one likes to be sick, but I hate it so much.
Sure it’s nice the first day to just stay in bed all day and feel sorry for yourself, but by the second and third day you have to start moving around again and do stuff, so being sick just slows you right down. It makes me feel so weak to be sick. I try to be one of those suck it up and just keep going, type of person, but sometimes your body just isn’t willing to cooperate. I HATE IT.
I hate the person I am when I’m sick too. I’m so whiny, and I just want everyone to feel bad for me. If anyone asks me to do anything I make a big deal of it, with a huge sigh. I disgust myself, and yet I love to wallow in it at the same time. At some point, my overactive imagination tells me that maybe this is it, maybe I have some horrible disease and wouldn’t everyone feel bad for not being nicer to me while I was sick.
If I wasn’t so weak I’d punch myself in the face.
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