This morning I found myself saying, "I'm sick again. I'm not normally like this. I'm usually very healthy." over and over again. It's true. I usually have one big illness, maybe a whole week but usually less, and a couple of lesser icks that go away in a day or two. This months-on-end debilitating thing is unlike all the rest of these 43ish years that came before. I worry that people don't know that. I feel the need to plaster myself in the disclaimer.
Tell me, what's the disclaimer on your packaging today?
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My disclaimer is...hmmm...well, truthfully, it should be "I'm lazy, that's why I'm fat" ;-)
ReplyDeleteI might need that one, too. Probably by the end of the day I'm going to need a bigger label for all my disclaimers.
ReplyDeleteYesterday I called in sick so I could lay on the couch all day in self pity. And then when the dog licked my arm, I spent the better part of two hours sobbing. My disclaimer? I'm as fragile as I look.
ReplyDeletePlease. Please. Please get better.
I will. You get better, too. Glad you took the day off and hung with your dog.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad both of you took the day you needed. I hope you both start having better days, in larger quantities. Also, good dogs. Dogs good.
ReplyDeleteOh, wait - what's my disclaimer? I'm trying not to use the "didn't feel like it" one. Hm.
My disclaimer? "Do not poke Happy Fun Ball." Irritable doesn't begin to describe me today.
ReplyDeletesick sucks, no way around it. yay for 4-legged comforters for you and Cindy, but the good days need to start outnumbering the rough ones. and my disclaimer? Sadly, "It's no trouble" isn't always the truth. working on it.
ReplyDelete"I'll be human again once my taxes are done"- does that count as a disclaimer?? Every year I think it's going to get easier but every year it doesn't.
ReplyDeleteFeel better soon- you must have that 100 day sickness thing that's been going around, though by the sounds of it, you may be over the 100 day mark. I was sick almost all of third year university. Six months. It was awful. After a while I started thinking the awful was normal because it was what I became used to. It's not... which I realised once I finally came out of it the second week of May when I flew home and my mother took care of me and kicked the shit of out whatever lingering ailment I had. Take care of you!
I'm juggling so many things right now, figuring out how to rob peter to pay paul with income tax bill, with summer semester tuition due, not exercising at all, needing to exercise, feeling fatter and fatter each day...I dont think there's even a disclaimer for all this shit. maybe it's "things will be better when this semester is over" but I know it's like saying" as soon as this play is finished..." bla bla bla fishcakes.
ReplyDeleteI think my disclaimer is "I'm going through a phase...it might last a while. Or maybe it's not a phase. Oh shit."
ReplyDeleteGet better my love, I miss you!