by Lundberg - January 4, 2010 - - 1 Comment »
As an adult (well, sort of), there is no benefit to being sick. It is not like being sick was ever bundles of fun but at least when you were a kid there was someone to take care of you and you got to watch “The Price Is Right.” Now? You have to get your own damn juice and Drew Carey has replaced Bob Barker. It is horrible.
I’ve always had a method to judge how sick I am. I simply ask myself this question: Would I rather die or continue living if I was going to feel this way from here on out? Right now, I’ll choose life. Truth be told, I am feeling much better than I was just earlier today. I rarely get sick and when I do it tends to be exactly what I have now, some 24-48 hour bug. I wonder if my immune system is strong or if that is just the natural lifespan of said bug. Either way, following a long afternoon nap, I am nearing regular condition.
This presents my other sick dilemma: When do I start resuming activities as per usual? Is it ok for me to exercise now that I feel better? Can I leave the house? Can I blog? Should I go swimming with the Polar Bear Club?
I’ll settle on resting for the remainder of the day and hitting the ground running tomorrow (which is nearly impossible when you think about it…who runs right out of bed?). This means I must stop writing now. There has to be some sort of link between nonsensical musings and reinfection.
Tags: random thoughts, sick
talk about a great night to be sick and resting…Bret Hart on raw with HBK! great night for sure! hah