Thrilled as I am to have survived another long day, I think I am coming down with something. For months, I have watched my friends drop like flies on Facebook and succumb to one of winter's worst punishments besides -20 degree weather - the common cold.
Try as I may, it seems I am utterly unable to stay disease-free every winter. Despite this being only my second cold this year as compared to the five I had last time, it would be nice to not get sick at all, don't you think?
I felt it this morning when I got out of bed, that slight tickle in my throat and a slowly increasing collection of phlegm. Disgusting, yes, but diseases are never pleasant. I kept feeling it when I left the house and it only got worse as time progressed. The bus was late as usual so that gave me a few extra minutes of standing in the cold. Whoop-dee-fucking-do.
So by the time I was sitting at my computer at my co-op placement, I had grudgingly accepted the fact that there was no way my throat would magically get better. It was then that I realized I had to ride this sickness out till the end like a brave sick person.
After battling a mild depression, I said to myself, "Fuck this shit" and started looking forward to getting better. I guess that's the moment people call acceptance. Whatever. I can't spend my time worrying about being sick. Not that I have too much to do, but you know what I mean. I just wish there was some kind of medication you could take to make it all go away in an hour. I'll take two, please!
And that brings me to my other point: Why the fuck isn't there a cure for the cold? Surely, if we can transplant an ear onto a mouse, we can discover a cure for one of the smaller inconveniences of life. I'm sure if I bothered to carry out extensive research, I'd discover the answer to that question, but remember, I'm sick now.
The plus side to all of this is the relief I will receive once I finally recover and the knowledge that, hopefully, I won't get sick for quite some time. Life usually works that way; slaps you in the face and then gives you a kiss. Bad metaphor, I know.
Anyway, I'll concentrate on regaining my health. Until then, I'll just fucking hate being sick.
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