Cough Cough
Thursday, February 26th, 2009I don’t get sick that much, but can someone explain to me why when I do it is always at the most inopportune time?? I have plans for this weekend that have been in the works for months now. I am entered to run a race on Saturday…how in the hell I am supposed to do that when it is taking all of my effort to sit up in this computer chair right now? I guess passing out and having the ambulance take you across the finish is one way to get there first. I have been training for this thing forever…so why is it the Thursday before the event I wake up with a fever and chills and puking up dinner from the night before? I guess the mad dash I had to make to the toilet is God’s funny way of helping me train?? Not to mention my “date” for Saturday night. That whole “In sickness and in health” commitment comes when you get married….I don’t think it starts at the first date. Oh and Halls…really funny…sticking the tiny little “excessive consumption may have a laxative effect” warning on the back of the package in font so small it would take a magnifying glass to read it. I was 14 cough drops in before I discovered that little gem. So now I get to try and balance the aforementioned nausea and vomiting with the results of somehow not seeing your font size 2 disclaimer. In conclusion - germs…if you are listening…I don’t mind that you come to visit me every now and then…but can we like work together and schedule it in next time??