I've been sick for 3 million years. Fever, rolling around in the bed sweating and shivering, sneezing, coughing, using up 5 boxes of Kleenex in one weekend. I've been breathing out of my mouth and the other day when I saw myself in the mirror, I ran back to the bed and pulled the sheets up over my entire head.
Staying at home sick really isn't what you dream it will be. On a day when you are healthy and vibrant, a "sick" day from work can be really fun! Lots to do! But when you feel like poo, a sick day is just boring. The other day I decided to eat some ice cream that my sweet sweet Dave brought home but quickly realized that I couldn't smell or even taste the ice cream. It just felt really cold in my mouth and that was all. I tried to watch some fun movies on Netflix but my cold stole my ability to sustain attention to what was happening for longer than 5 minutes at a time and before I knew it, I was shuffling around the room, dropping tissue on the floor, looking for my water, tripping over pet toys, shrieking at myself in the mirror, and running back to the bathroom for tissue refills for my nonstop drippy nose. Plus, Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion REALLY ISN'T THAT FUNNY AFTER ALL. Yes, that's what I chose to watch.
I tried to sleep and catch little naps here and there, but the pets had different plans for me. Also, turns out that my iPhone is a nuisance that does nothing but worry me and keeps me from any sort of catnapping at all (What's that beeping noise? I think I must have an important message from an important person. I'm probably fired from my job. Did my phone just beep again? I must answer this text immediately about how bad Sara wants me to watch that youtube video. There's another noise coming from my phone. I should read this important news bulletin that my phone just warned me about. Shit!)
Overall, it was a horrible sick day. I stayed in my pj's all day (Dream come true, right?! Wrong. I felt like a disgusto lazy-o) and didn't even walk poor baby Gizzie. The only blessing was that my sense of smell was off so I'm pretty sure that saved me from having to smell myself since I didn't shower.
Yep. I'd rather work than stay at home and feel like that.
