So after working insane hours trying to get this project launched my boss decided to give the office Friday off. Pretty unheard of considering people have worked holidays and weekends. Nevertheless I wanted to make the best of it. I hung out on Thursday night denying impending sickness, trying to attribute my inability to breathe as “allergies.” Such was not the culprit by the time I awoke Friday. I was, for the first time in almost two years, legitimately sick.
Since my coworker calls me Sadness I had no choice but to report to her that I was spending my day off sick in bed. She texted back that she had pulled her neck and was sleeping on a heat pack. Figures we would both be decrepit – a definite sign that God hates us. This, by the way, is the same coworker who claims her life went downhill the minute she met me but I stand by my declaration that karma just finally caught up. Later, I drank a bit too much Dayquil (which I later discovered was a year past its expiration date), struggled to nap, and was woken in a half-slumber by a mad flutist from the complex over. Two years ago when I had Dayquil I thought it made me feel a bit loopy. Yesterday, it made me feel straight up insane as I battled to wake up completely, especially with the man fluting away. But I still considered my coworker to be the winner of most decrepit when she texted me again to report she’d been on the couch for 8 hours with the heat pad.
Her “sad” status lasted until today when I continued to take the Dayquil, and didn’t do much besides nap and eat a slice of pie. When I got out of the shower, I started feeling a bit dizzy and tried to control it with some deep breaths. That wasn’t doing the trick, so in my toweled up haze, I went towards my room and everything started going black. That’s when, in my dizzy state, I had no choice but to throw my towel on my bed (because I was conscious enough to not want to soak my bed) and lie down to keep from passing out completely. And folks, that’s probably the only time you would have had a chance to find me wet and naked in my bed for the 15 minutes I stayed, afraid to stand up to another world of blackness.
