Still Sick

So I’ve been trying to keep up a routine and blog about twice a week (ideally I would like to blog more, but twice a week seems to be all I can fully commit to right now). And this week (more specifically, today) I’m finding it quite difficult to come up with something that’s blog worthy. As most of you know, I’m still sick. Yes, that’s right…still sick. So I think being congested in the head doesn’t really help matters…but you know, it is what it is.

This past week, I’ve committed the ultimate sin. For as sick as I have been (and, seriously, I sound worse than I actually feel), I have not called in sick to work. I know, I know, it’s terrible and I’m a horrible person. For as much crap as I give other people for coming into work sick, I did the same thing all week. Yeah, I’m the biggest hypocrite around when it comes to this. It’s quite a shame. I mean, it’s just like I tell everyone else…your work will still be here when you get better, no one is indispensible at work, you have a separate pot of sick leave time that isn’t going to use itself up, and you have to take care of yourself first. And what do I do with all this great advice? The typical…do as I say not as I do. Ha. Yeah, it’s ridiculous. But…on the flip side, when I am at work and sick, I pretty much keep to myself and stay locked in my cube as opposed to visiting other people…that’s gotta count for something, right?

Let’s see, what else can I think of to write about in my congested state of mind? Oh, there is no love greater than the love I have for NyQuil right now. For the past two nights I’ve popped NyQuil before bed and have enjoyed the best night’s rest I possibly could given that I’ve been so congested. I’m hoping to kick this cold before this weekend…well, hey if I’m hoping for stuff, I might as well hope to get rid of it before tonight since I have plans…but this weekend would be fine and perfectly acceptable too…you know, I don’t want to be too picky about it. Ha! :-)

OK but I do have one main complaint with NyQuil. Do the pills have to be so freakin big? I have problems swallowing pills to begin with. I think it’s just my own mental fear that I might choke on ‘em and die. Haha. You would assume that I would then opt for just taking a spoonful of the liquid NyQuil crap…but you know what? I’d still prefer the pills. So I take my chances swallowing and hope one of these days they will find a way to shrink down those pills to small miniature capsules just for me. I don’t know. A girl could always dream, right? But, yeah, swallowing those horse-sized tablets is just ridiculous. They’re ginormous.

On that note, I’m gonna wrap it up and call it a day. Hopefully, I’m on the speedy road to recovery and will be back to my chipper self in no time at all. And then all will be right in the world again. Here’s hoping.