being sick

sucks.

I was tempted to leave it at that. Since it's so true.

Last Wednesday afternoon I started feeling yucky. I can tell, its just that run down feeling. When you get up from a chair you moan a bit more than you normally do. Changing directions while heading somewhere in that sonambulatory walk causes you great grief and pain, and moaning. It started Wednesday. By Thursday morning, I knew it was full on, and I refused to goto work or wake up. I took it easy that day, and sat on the couch. Resting. Medicating. Resting. By Friday, IT had moved. IT is the malevolent name I call the unseen force working its way through my body, making slight alterations to it, all for the negative. IT started in my throat. IT remained there for a while, but got bored and branched out to other areas, touching it with its tentacles of hate, rendering that newly touched object functioning at 60% capacity. One by one IT makes its way across my body, inside and out, wreaking havoc. By Saturday IT had logged a full frontal attack on my sinuses, yet without the normal quantity of Mucus. Odd. IT had found a way to generate all the pain and discomfort of a sinus attack without any of the mucus to make me feel like I was waging war on IT by dispelling the foul liquid. IT finally relented by Sunday, allowing me the false sense of accomplishment by my forcibly removing as much of the foul substance as I could stand. Until my nose felt like it had lost a battle with several pipe cleaners. Thus Monday found me wondering around the land with a container of water in hand, in a fetal attempt to keep my throat wet, and a roll of toilet paper. Having given in to IT completely, I didn’t care if I wandered the inhabited world with a roll of toilet paper. When asked why, within minutes I was able to demonstrate the need and use of the tool that was always by my side. Yet, today, Tuesday, I awake without the telltale signs that I am still being inhabited by IT. IT seems to have vacated. All that is left of IT now is the bits and parts of my body that are still following ITs last instructions. They will do so for the rest of this day, and hopefully forget those foreign orders soon, returning to normal capacity and operating instructions. I hope. Because being sick sucks. And being sick for more than 1 day continues to suck.