Apr 13 2006
I Feel Sick
Well, it’s been well over a year since I’ve been sick, so it was bound to happen sooner rather than later. Last night I started coughing - a deep, shred your throat, chesty cough. Not very productive, but it will be soon. Plus I currently have a low grade temp. I don’t want to be sick, I hate being sick. I get whiney, food doesn’t taste good, I can’t sleep well, I sweat and freeze at the same time. It just sucks big time.
I’ve heard the advice - take Airborne! Take Cold-eeze! Do this, do that. Honestly, as much as I hate being sick, I’d rather just ride it out instead of buying all these remedies and taking everything under the sun. Some comfort food and rest is all I need, and if it gets to a certain point then I’ll see the doc. But hopefully it won’t get to that point.
Ah, comfort food. The ONE thing I can always eat no matter how I feel is Smiles. It’s one of those things that you have to have grown up on, I suppose. My mom makes it all the time, and it grosses my stepdad out. I don’t understand how, this is a man I refer to as a human garbage disposal. Most people clean out the fridge with gloves on and a trash bag in hand. He cleans out the fridge with his ratty bathrobe on and a fork in hand. But he gets grossed out by Smiles. Three simple ingredients, and he likes them all, just not together. Elbow macaroni (that’s where the smile comes from), hot dogs, and condensed tomato soup. Simple. And they taste much better as leftovers than they do fresh, not sure why exactly. I’m gonna have to go shopping on my way home.
I think I’m gonna have to pick up some club soda too. I love water, I drink it all the time. Good thing because I live in the desert. But I can’t stand water when I’m sick. I’ll get some club soda to mix with orange juice. That one’s weird, because when I’m sick I want foods with as little flavor as possible, but for drinks, I can’t stand the most flavorless drink there is. Figure that one out.
So I’m still at work until this one little thing is done, which has nothing to do with how fast I can go, and then I’m out. Hopefully this little chest cold won’t affect my holiday plans at all. I have the day off from job #2, and I wanted to do something other than lay like a slug all day. Time will tell.
