Sometimes I think how great it would be to be a doctor... to have the knowledge about what actually goes on inside you..none of this spending hours talking to girlfriends going through" well, I knew this girl and she found out...my mum always tells me....have you tried this new formula...you know, it could be...yeah, I'm seeing this new something something therapist.."
Two minutes ago my forehead started pulsing..why? Is that a sign to step away from the computer ? Or is it just my body on day 5 pointing out that " girl..you ain't well yet.."
I hate that..when you had an OK night, you think to yourself that you'll be all good tomorrow. Tomorrow comes..and nah..still sick.
Being sick is all about different stages..starts off by those small signs telling you that a few days in bed might be heading your way; sore throat, blocked nose, weak body..you hope that it's just one of those one day things, nothing a good nights sleep won't fix.
You wake up the next day realising going to the bathroom is going to be a mission. Cups of tea, stacks of tissues and more than you can handle daytime tv..Dr.Phil might have written a book about practically everything, but he is not going to make your day better.
Then you get to the stage when you're feeling a bit better..you start feeling restless. Being restless and having no energy is not a recommended combination.
This is were the tricky part hits..when you're somewhere in between sick and back to normal. You feel good enough to not be on the couch 24/7 but you can't get yourself to do anything useful..major dilemma. Are you well, but your mind is telling you that one more day of rest wont hurt...or are you really not well and your mind is trying to convince you that you're fit for fight ?
And why on earth does being sick make you so frickin emotional!??
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