The entire act of being sick goes from being something tolerable to being something so totally awful that I can't even think up a word to fathom it's awfulness.
And despite the fact that I'm not "sick", I'm still feeling the effects of it's awfulness because I'm so sore and completely incapable of comfortable movement that I'm in the same boat. I don't want to walk to get food, be it soup or something else, because it hurts too badly, and I didn't want to walk to class today, but I did it anyway, and I'm out of meds, so I'm feeling pretty ridiculously awful on that end, too.
Needless to say, it totally sucks.
Why today was awesome: I'm still not out of apple juice and my boots are really warm.
My life in numbers:
How Many Books I've Read: 1
How Many Times I've Lost My Key: 4
How Many Bowls of Soup I've Consumed: 4
Sickness sucks even more when you have professors with inane attendance policies. Though I admire your determination in still going to class, it's not the end of the world if you skip. Getting notes from friends + office hours + anything else (some of my profs recorded their lectures and posted them online) are all good things to make use of.
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