Being sick

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Bleargh.

I mean, sure, it happens to all of us. For me, though, I feel like it happens in flurries. Long stretches of nothing really worrying and then a series of days where things just sort of keep going wrong. Am I having a whinge? Yeah, sure. But humor me.

When I was a kid, sick days were about not doing anything, mainly because I didn’t want to do something. Or anything. When I became a grown-up, that sort of still held true for jobs that made me utterly miserable (and we have all had them at one time or another). On those days that I really was unwell, I was kind of happy to take on feverish, barfy hours of unpleasantness to have the privilege of not being in the office.

Except now I work in a place where I like what I do and I like the people who share the work with me. So now being sick is genuinely inconvenient, and really kind of irritating.

These past few days have been a one-two punch of BLEARGH and I’m really over it now. Honestly and truly.

You know how bad I’m feeling? I skipped out on swording. Gah.

Anyway, that’s why there’s not any nifty new stuff from the world of Oplosophia. Maybe I’ll feel up to tackling a few more paragraphs tomorrow.

In the meantime, take care of yourselves, and may none of you end up with your feelings elegantly represented by a bit of doorjamb graffiti.

 

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4 Responses to Being sick

  1. C says:

    I’m sorry you’re not feeling well. Your generosity in allowing a sick person to crash at your place for a couple of hours should earn you a pass from being ill.

    • Lois says:

      If you’re the C I remember from AMHS, it’s awesome to hear from you, and I hope you’re well. Cheers!

      • C says:

        I am said C. I also wanted to take the time to apologize for being an ass those many moons ago. I’m glad to know you’re doing well and wish you continued happiness in life.

        • Lois says:

          I’ll be perfectly honest here, C — at no point in time do I remember you being any variety of ass. I remember you fondly, in fact. May your future be bright and happy!