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eurghh
So Sunday night I got suddenly horribly sick, just in time for the new semester. I was able to trace the progression of it, actually. Right before bed on Sunday I noticed my throat feeling slightly sore, and took some vitamin C before I curled under the covers. I spent about the next thirty-six hours drifting in and out of sleep, waking up every hour or so when the pain in the throat and ears and joints got too bad to stay asleep, drifting off an hour or so later when the headache and the nausea and the lassitude got too bad to stay awake...
It was the worst illness I've had in years - I can't even recall the last time I spent a day curled up on the couch in blankets, whimpering and forcing myself to drink and eat crackers. I even caved and took pills for the first time since ... gosh, at least high school, I was that miserable. It's entirely possible those darn kids I was subbing for gave me the flu.
And I found myself thinking about people for whom that level of sickness is *normal*, or at least recurring, and avoiding the pills isn't really an option. Mostly because I'd hit that stage when you feel like you're dying and you almost hope you are, and I'd forgotten just how horrible it can be, to not know what your body's going to throw at you next and too out of it to even think clearly, and the only option is to take drugs that'll probably put things even farther out of whack.
It's not that I'm a particularly *healthy* person, but all the various ways in which my body's performance is suboptimal are close enough to normal that I can usually fake being functional without any chemical help, and its fluctuations from that base state are usually predictable and not terribly severe. Being really sick is just so ... so strange. I don't know how I would manage if I couldn't trust my body to mostly take care of itself.
I'm feeling some better, today. Well, possibly I'm not *objectively* any better, but I'm comfortable enough that I can put the parts of me that say 'sick' in their own little compartment, and get on with things, as long as I have herbal tea with honey to drink. And I suppose that's how people who are constantly ill manage. I'm just feeling really thankful right now that I'm almost never this sick.
In other news, slow wave drew my dream. Yay!
It was the worst illness I've had in years - I can't even recall the last time I spent a day curled up on the couch in blankets, whimpering and forcing myself to drink and eat crackers. I even caved and took pills for the first time since ... gosh, at least high school, I was that miserable. It's entirely possible those darn kids I was subbing for gave me the flu.
And I found myself thinking about people for whom that level of sickness is *normal*, or at least recurring, and avoiding the pills isn't really an option. Mostly because I'd hit that stage when you feel like you're dying and you almost hope you are, and I'd forgotten just how horrible it can be, to not know what your body's going to throw at you next and too out of it to even think clearly, and the only option is to take drugs that'll probably put things even farther out of whack.
It's not that I'm a particularly *healthy* person, but all the various ways in which my body's performance is suboptimal are close enough to normal that I can usually fake being functional without any chemical help, and its fluctuations from that base state are usually predictable and not terribly severe. Being really sick is just so ... so strange. I don't know how I would manage if I couldn't trust my body to mostly take care of itself.
I'm feeling some better, today. Well, possibly I'm not *objectively* any better, but I'm comfortable enough that I can put the parts of me that say 'sick' in their own little compartment, and get on with things, as long as I have herbal tea with honey to drink. And I suppose that's how people who are constantly ill manage. I'm just feeling really thankful right now that I'm almost never this sick.
In other news, slow wave drew my dream. Yay!
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Do it for England! XD
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Also... *blink* to the dream. =-)