Ugh, being sick is never fun. I used to think so when I was a child, but have since changed my tune. I have too much to do to be sick... and yet...
It got the better of me. Saturday I spend a MISERABLE day at work, struggling through and counting the minutes until I could go home. I'd spent all of Friday sleeping, which you'd think would be a clue that something is wrong but hey. I really like to sleep. Sunday I woke up with a fever and would alternately be too hot or too cold. Thank goodness I had Cole to wisely advise me to get a blanket when I was cold, or to take it off when I was hot. Wise 4-year-old. I spent most of the day sleeping or eating ramen noodles. Definitely a boring day.
Monday I called in to work. Normally this is something I would never do, no matter how ill, but there was no way for me to face trying to do my job when I could barely finish a sentence because I would get distracted. (the fever's fault) I could hardly remember what I'd been doing five minutes before, let alone remember how to do my job. It was another day of sleeping and ramen noodles.
Thank goodness for the restorative powers of a good nights sleep and snuggly warm blankets. And cold medicine. I woke up this morning with little to no fever AND I could breathe through my nose... mostly. Work was not the most pleasant, but at least I could really focus when I needed to. That extra day off was wonderful! I'm thankful I have a job that understands when you're sick, you're sick and please stay home rather than infect the rest of us. I haven't always had that.
I'm feeling very grateful, especially after this week, for the good health I've always enjoyed. At most I seem to get sick once a year, and the rest of the time I'll maybe get a sniffle. Thank goodness for modern medicine, too. I know there are those out there who would choose to not take advantage of the advances made in the medical field, but I am not one of those. Give me the pills!
There was an article I read online the other day about how someday, medicine would be mixed according to our genetic code, which would essentially eliminate side effects. Wouldn't that be nice? It's a LONG way off I'm sure. But it's interesting to think about. Could it really happen? Perhaps...
Hope you're all feeling well!