Illness

Ugh. Being sick is the worst feeling ever--sick-to-your-stomach sick. Yuck. Finding comfort in the coolness of the bathroom floor. Record-breaking teeth-brushing. Ginger Ale actually tastes good--especially over ice. Wanting so badly to feel normal again--scared that I never will. I know that sounds silly to you, but in the midst of the fever, sweating, chills, and heavy napping, it doesn't to me. I know I'll get better, but we are all familiar with the worlds we create while we're sick--wondering what's going on in the real world, thankful that no one has called, yet wishing someone would. Wondering what they're doing. Wondering just how long it will be before you have to venture out into that world again--and, although you miss it, secretly you're enjoying daytime television...well, unless it has to come between trips to the bathroom...ugh. Let's face it, I'd give anything to get back to the real world...