Why is my voice not working?
I didn't go to work today. A combination of feeling icky and the silly washer repair man only being able to come when I was supposed to be in North Van, but really mostly the sickliness.
So of course I've spent most of the day in varying degrees of boredom. I read a little, watched two movies and cleaned. I did go out at one point to get groceries. My fridge was empty and it was a necessity. Yet I think it was also a mistake. The entire time I was outside I felt absolutely wretched and sickly and weak. I was so glad to get back to my place.
As is probably obvious from this post is that I don't do sick well. I hate lying in bed with nothing going on, and I just don't have the attention span for reading vast amounts at a time anymore. I'm always looking for ways to pre-occupy myself. Which leads me to be even more sickly cause I don't stay indoors and in bed enough to get better. But hopefully whatever I'm afflicted with will go away soon. Here's to me waking up tomorrow completely healthy and yuckiness free!
If I am ever sick at the same time as you, let's hang out, I have the same problem. I don't know how Amanda does it, she can read forever! I tend to just work on school and hyperhydrate myself, hope you get better soon!
I'm sorry you're sick! I got an email from work saying that everyone has been sick there, so we should all wash our hands a lot. Don't you love timely advice like that? Apparently I don't have the plague, because I seem to be getting better and not turning black at all. I hope you get better too! What movies did you watch? Surely somewhere in your 'historical' collection is a good one about a consumptive romantic heroine (is that how you spell it? is it the same as the drug?) who is always pale and swoony and is adored in consequence. That might make being sick more fun. Especially if you're feverish, and then you can hallucinate that you really ARE the character and create all sorts of new and fascinating storylines, or discover the secret of Ilse's mother's disappearance like Emily did when she had the mumps (or the measles, I can't remember). If I had not just read Emily before getting sick myself, the whole thing would have been much worse. If I did solve any mysteries while I was sick, I don't remember them and my family won't tell me, but they're probably just trying to protect me from my awesom feverish crimesolving powers. That looks like a good place to stop to prevent further damage to my sanity as (if) it exists in the eyes of others.
Get well soon!