Spiraling Down Into a Pit of Flu-y Despair
Oh my god, shoot me in the head. I'm far worse than my previous Angry Mime status. I ache, I'm nauseated, my skin is a color best described as "half an hour after death", sore throat, no voice, sinus pain, chills.
I've become like a pathetic wino. I tell Greg I love him every 5 minutes, in a sad little whisper. Last night, at bedtime, he said, "You know you've told me that three times now?" I'm even clingy and tearily grateful to the cats for napping with me.
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Oh, dear. I'm sorry. I hope the worst is over and you feel better soon.
Do you have a really good pillow? Really good pillows are essential when you're sick. Like a perfectly-stuffed feather pillow with a soft cotton pillowcase.
Of course you know the cat only wants to cuddle because you are much warmer than usual.
Seriously, all my sympathy. Sleep, drink lots of liquids (no solids or gasses) and it will be over before you know it. And you'll have immunity for a few months.
you're both sweet.
I called the doctor today and asked if I qualified for either Tamiflu or euthanasia. But no, neither.
I am seriously considering a cat (which I can't believe is true). I keep adding up the extra expense, though, and thinking that maybe not just yet. But they do make effective warmers when you're in the mood for some couch suck.
You DO know what couch suck is, yes?
I love cats. Get a cat. No home is complete without one.
I feel I have some intuitive understanding of this term "couch suck," but I would like a definition, please.
My brother coined the term. It's when you know you should get up from the couch (to work out, to ride the bike, to clean something, whatever) but the couch just sucks you back in. My Friend also talks about how the cats hold him down (by curling up on his lap).
"Sofa suck" sounds smoother.
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