Being Sick

You heard it here first: getting sick royally blows.

No, no, bear with me.  All that excitement you feel at the idea of a sore throat, hacking cough, a nose that goes from plugged tighter than the vacuum seal on the goddamn International Space Station to a sudden pouring rush like the freaking Niagara?  See, it actually isn’t all fun and games and getting off of work and sleeping like a cold remedy commercial.  It actually really really sucks.  It’s nothing like you see on TV.

Totally blows.

Anyway, I’m close to feeling back to normal.  I got sick during the friggin’ New Years’ Eve Party – fever, sore throat – and couldn’t figure out what the hell was happening (due to some alcohol consumption).  The next day when I was pretty much immobilized I figured it out.  It’s taken until now to get close to normal.  Still waking up with a clogged nose for some reason, along with an irritatingly sporadic cough, but nearly there.  It’s about friggin’ time.

So the next time someone tries to high-five you over being sick, punch them in the sternum, very hard.

About Alan Edwards

An indie writer who does accounting full-time on the side.

Posted on January 11, 2011, in Rantin' and Bitchin' and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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