Sunday, December 16, 2012

Sick Time at Christmas

And so I am sick. We're going on the fourth day of it I believe. It's one of those congestion things. My nasal passages are mostly swollen shut, and when I can breathe a bit, it's to one side or it's very mucusy  It started as it does every year. A slight tingle at the back of my throat, followed by the congestion in my nose and them, vioala; I am sick. One year I was sick for at least a month straight. I believe that was December of 2009 into 2010. Happy New Year! I, of course, have done the usual thing; lay on the couch all day, watching movies, whilst being unfunny and ordering those around who will do my bidding. But it begs the question; why now? It could be due to the fact that my body is transitioning from the synthetic clean of normality to some sort of crunchy new self. Maybe my doing away with store bought soaps and things and deciding to make my own has made me more susceptible to germs and whatnot. Or it could be the fact that I share very close living quarters with one whom has been super gross sick, recently. Perhaps though, it's the combination of the two. All's I know is that I'm down for the count and, though I'd like to not feel so gross, I'm not sure I'm keen on getting better. Now this is my cynical self speaking, of course. What good does it do me to be well? I don't do much else than I do now. At least for now I have an suitable excuse for doing nothing and getting away with it. I'm not so guilty now. However, when I am well, I have no real excuse for doing nothing. Granted; I do what I can when I can, and circumstances as they are don't allow me much else than that. But I feel terrible for not being able to do anything more. That, and it's Christmas time, and I'm not nearly as able to celebrate as I was last year. It gives me pause to reflect. "Where could I have been if things had gone slightly different?" "If I had planned ahead, what could possibly have been done different?" "Why on God's green earth am I speaking this way?" Seriously... maybe I've watched too many fantasy movies these past three days. Meh. Alas, this with my other quandaries shall now go unresolved for now. I am sick and should head to bed. I just wish Nyquil made me feel drowsy so I could get to sleep faster.