Ridiculous Opinions #236!
What a weird week.
I am currently recovering from an illness. It's basically a cold, but I hate being sick more than anything because I am the biggest whiner you've ever met when I get sick. Pain? I can take pain. I can handle that stuff without much complaint.
But illness?
Oh, the world is ending and nothing will ever be the same again!
For me, being sick is just a waiting game. How long will it be before I become normal again? When will my brain start functioning properly? When will I get a good night's sleep?
I have several long-running theories about being sick. I feel like I have slowly acquired an excellent immune system over the years because I am a teacher. Thus, I am constantly standing in front of disgusting teenagers who are always hacking and coughing in front of me and who all have parents who refuse to let them stay home when they're ill (because no one wants a teenager to stay home from school for fear that, like a dog tearing apart a couch cushion when one is not home, the teens will do the same).
My second theory in all of this is that my immune system is quite good because of Tracey. Tracey has, for many years, stood in front of students in the band room as they constantly blow their spit towards her at the front. She has been exposed to every illness under the sun and it doesn't seem to affect her. Thus, she is Superwoman when it comes to illness...NOTHING CAN STOP HER!
Those two things have helped us over the years. We are not completely immune, but we are fairly resilient.
But my kryptonite has and always will be my sinuses. I can avoid a lot, but my sinuses are the 98 pound weakling of my body.
I can resist a lot, but my nose is weak and frail and it doesn't take much for the front of my face to feel like it's going to explode and for me to end up coughing through the night. That's me, right now.
So, I'm on the mend, but it's just a question as to whether or not my simple cold will turn into a full-blown sinus infection and I have to get on antibiotics. I used to get a sinus infection about once ever four months, but I've pushed it back to once every couple of years now. Inevitably, though, I will have to pull my nose back from the brink and heal myself with medicine. Sigh.
So, that's where I'm at today. It's a beautiful day outside, but I'm going to sit inside the house, feeling like poop. Good times!
