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Week 8, in sickness and health

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As you may have gathered from my last post, I spent a considerable portion of last week in less than tip top condition. It turns out weeks of being run down, stressed out, and sleep deprived will cause your immune system to finally buckle. And buckle she did. So much so, in fact, that a full week since feeling the first twinges, I am still exhausted after minimal exertion, am surviving primarily on antibiotics and soup, and have the most nasal voice in town.

In the ‘happy days’ stakes, then, there wasn’t a whole lot happening. It was all about the small things:

  • home made soup provided by parents;
  • aloe vera tissues;
  • comfortable pillows;
  • cuddly cat; and
  • sleep.
I admit that medication might have made this picture seem more amusing than it is. But at the same time... CAT ANTLERS.

I admit that medication might have made this picture seem more amusing than it is. But at the same time… CAT ANTLERS.

Things are on the up, though, because I can sort of sporadically breathe again. I also got to spend time outside of the house with some of my favourite people at quiz night last night (we lost) and NSO-ing at interleague scrimmage today. All in all, I’m starting to feel a bit more human again, which is actually really nice. I have a few things on the agenda for the coming week too, which should make for more interesting times.

‘Til next time,

Sig

Cabin Fever

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Eight newly discovered facts about being sick when you live alone:

  • Your parents will, endearingly, assume you are dying.
  • If you don’t wash your hair for four days, no one will care that you look like a demon. This is equal parts liberating and depressing.
  • You will be torn between wanting company and not wanting to have exhausting in-person conversations.
  • Perhaps more importantly, you will also be torn between needing to go to the shop for more tissues / soup and feeling physically unable to move from the couch.
  • It’s time to worry when you find yourself watching back-to-back episodes of Bonanza just because it’s on and you can’t find the remote (Channel 44, if you were wondering).
  • Napping is the pastime of the Gods.
  • The fear of choking to death on phlegm and not being found for a while becomes a genuine concern.
  • There is a limit to the number of episodes of 30 Rock you can watch in a day. That number is high, but it’s there.

Look after your health, people. Being sick is the worst.

‘Til next time,

Sig