“You’re so nice and you’re so smart. You’re such a good friend I have to break your heart. I’ll tell you that I love you then I’ll tear your world apart. Just pretend I didn’t tear your world apart” – Kimya Dawson
This morning I went to a breakfast meeting and proceeded to shake hands and smile at elected officials in between sneezing fits. I am not a quiet sneezer. This is not a mere ‘achoo’ easily covered with a lace hanky. It’s a full-blown sneeze that I can feel rattling in my chest and forces me to convulse and then do a little shake afterwards as my brain settles back into place. Since they occur so rarely, I notice the particulars. Times and dates and the way I feel so jarred immediately after. I then become ensconced in every drip from my nose or blocked ear canal. In between the sneezes, I’m yelling HUH and wiping tears from my eyes. This all goes against my standard proclamations that I NEVER get sick. Nope. Never. But when I do get sick, it’s the real deal and a minor cold turns into the fucking rotovirus and suddenly I can see what I ate last week for lunch in a puke bucket. TMI maybe? If you think I’m bad when healthy imagine me curled up in the fetal position on my bed announcing that I’m dying. No DYYYYYYYING. Thankfully, the bonus to working down the hall from your mother is that in times of illness, is that it’s a quick walk to complain and flail about and tell her to make you feel better because the death of her first born is imminent. To see the look on my face, she must realize that the grim reaper is knocking on my door, ready to take me away. Her first born isn’t dramatic either. Not in the least.
The quote above has nothing to do with my current illness but everything to do with the severe amount of stress and drama that I’ve been dealing with as of late. Needless to say, things aren’t going well and so while I’m suffering from SARS, I’m also suffering from feeling very deeply hurt right now. And for that, I really have no words.
On that note, you pretty people, with your stellar immune systems, have a wonderful rest of the week. I am going to be in my bed appreciating the joy that is clear mascara and puffs plus with lotion.
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Hope you feel better soon.
Love the Kimya Dawson quote.
I’ve got the sickness too. Living with my husband is tantamount to living with a daycare worker. He picks up EVERYTHING that is floating around out there.
Here’s to both of us getting better.
Dude, I’m with you. I never ever get sick either and am currently on my deathbed. And for some reason I can’t resist telling you that I also have hives.
Feel better soon, in all possible ways.
I like the quote too. For what it’s worth I’ve experienced my own recent betrayal (with the added bonus: Evangelism!!!) and I don’t have any advice. Only commiseration and the belief that we all deserve better.
Oh, girl, you know I feel your (physical) pain.
*sneezes* *blows her nose*
I do not know the rest of the story, but am sending warm thoughts your way.
I won’t catch it just by being here, will I? I’ve been fighting it off (successfully) for weeks.
I hope you feel better. That kind of sick is no fun.
I have the opposite affliction…I’m constantly sick. According to my doctor, it has something to do with being allergic to everything and can only be cured with 5 years of shots and a thousand dollars worth of stuff for my bedroom. Ugh.
Anyway, I hope you feel better quickly- and watch a lot of Lifetime in the meantime.
Feel better! Sneeze into the kleenex and then fling it weakly across the room. That always makes me feel better. That and hot chocolate.
Get well soon. I do not have the illness. I refuse to get sick. I just sneeze occasionally. And yes, I often sneeze loudly.
I hope you feel better…Getting sick is the worst, especially when you are the type that rarely does and when you do it hits hard.
XO
Wow, every one and their second cousin is sick this month! I’m blowing my nose as I type, (YUM!). Get well soon, we want your witty sarcasm back at the blogs SOON!
awww, honey, you need to go shoe shopping. It will boost your immune system and heal your heart.
Actually, that’s not true, but your feet with look pretty and that’s always a good thing.
From one infected person to another – Hope you feel better soon! Both physically and emotionally:)
MOVIES!!!
feel better
Unfortunately my stellar immune system is from the fact that I work in a hospital and am exposed to little bits of ick constantly so my system builds tolerance. That and I am religious about vitamins. But like you, when I get sick I get SICK.
Try some B vitamins in addition to your multi (you take a multi, right?) It helps…or I feel that it does so that’s what counts.
I hope you feel better.
Feel better, HB. If you want, I’ll send Alex to warm your feet.
Feel better.
Kimya Dawson always helps me feel better, regardless of the ailment.
I have purchased stock in Puffs Plus.
Feel better!
I’d advise trying tequila, but I imagine that would only prolong what’s ailing you. And that wouldn’t be nice of me.
Well, I’m not pretty and I don’t have a stellar immune system, and now I’m depressed so I sure as hell can’t have a wonderful week, can I?
Ah, Puffs with lotion. I keep my own box behind my desk where no one else can see or use it. Sneaky, eh?
Oh, that sucks a duck, friend.
GET BETTER!
(And worry not about Thursday. We’ll brainstorm when you’re better!!!)
Argh…it seems as if everyone is catching whatever you have. Hope you feel better soon.
Hope everything works out, and you’re feeling better soon.
I, too, do not sneeze gently, and have been doing a good lot of it, as well as coughing and generally wanting to curl up in a fetal position and float away somewhere less congested and icky feeling.
Feel better! soon. Or else.
I have that same problem. I never get sick, but when I do, watch out. I’m gonna make everyone around me ill. Feel better, though.
I’ve been sick for nearly two weeks myself. Finally went to the doc the day before yesterday and discovered I’ve got a two infected ears and bronchitis. At least I don’t have a runny/drippy nose!
I like the tissues with VICKS!
There’s this guy in the office who, after sneeze one, then goes on for about an hour. You think I’m kidding. It is so ridiculous that I had to send five emails to the person sitting next to me with the subject lines that read:
FOR
THE
LOVE
OF
GOD!
Feel better!
I hate sick. I am the WORST baby when sick. I hear you.
FEEL BETTER.
I have the worst sneezing problem. Seriously, it’s a huge issue. I probably sneeze 17 times an hour – maybe more. And this isn’t just when I’m sick, like you, but every single day. It’s particularly embarrassing when you sit in a cube-infested room of no fewer than 50 people, all busy writing and editing away, yet they feel the need to bless you each and every time (17 an hour, mind you) that your nasal passage begins to quiver and your mouth erupts like a volcano that’s been tipped over on its side. I guess it’s a good thing that Tuesday was my last day every in CubeVille.
Feel better! Did you go to Brooklyn yet? Maybe it was because you went/nerves from your pending trip that made you sick!
I hate people with cute sneezes. Maybe you can use your SARS for good and go sneeze on all of them.
Feel better
I hope you’re feeling better today!! Earlier this week I saw a cute little Japanese girl at the bus stop, and she was actually wearing one of those hospital masks on her face. It was a little surreal, but I bet she doesn’t get sick often!
Feel better soon.
Here’s to hoping you are well soon. Mostly well in the heart and head, because the other ‘well’ will come with rest and Puffs Plus. Don’t you want to just couple skate with the person who invented that?
Rest, sleep, drink, rest some more, then eat some chocolate. Then watch Project Runway. Then drink some more.
This I command.
oh dear. better yet? rest! fluids! i command thee!