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2004-02-24 8:20 AM regression to an earlier (and sicker) age ok, this stopped being fun about 48 hours ago.
its funny how we take our bodies and good heath for granted, and there's nothing like a germy cold to make you feel ten years old again. i have been in my pajamas for two days, have comsumed a gallon of some vitamin c laden beverage, sucked on mentholated cough drops that taste like i imagine 900 year old gym socks taste like, popped echinacea and goldenseal only to realize this freakin cold is gonna go away when IT feels like it, in spite of all my cold hoodoo i've been trying to drive it away with. i am miserable. my nose is chapped and red, my throat hurts and its moving down to my upper respiratory tract, where i am most vulnerable, so i sound like that frog boy on Our Gang. my hair is haphazardly thrown into a pony tail, and my teeth feel like they have grown fur. no work today, i really feel icky. i spent a lot of my childhood sick... i used to get strep infection after strep infection... it never ended. finally, at 19, i went to a ENT and he say holy shit girl, those tonsils have to come out! they were so bad he had to scoop them out with a spoon-like thingy, and i was in the hospital for three days. he told me after there wasnt even any tonsil tissue left, they were just two big pus bags. (I KNOW! EWWWWWW !) after he took them out, i enjoyed quite a run of good health, and to this day i rarely succumb to this kind of shit. so when i do, i feel like i'm ten years old again. i want to whine, i want my mommy, i want chicken soup and grilled cheese and ricola cough drops. i want to be well. i cant go to see my sister and she's having her surgery today and i guess thats whats really bothering me. i know she'll be ok and marion is with her; but still, its hard to be out of the loop and having to sit and wait for results. its going to be a long day, and it sucks. its so easy to take good health for granted. me... well, im going back to bed with my tissues and the cat.... and the phone right next to me. be well, y'all. Read/Post Comments (0) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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