sicky sick sick
Please explain why it is, that when you are sick as all hell and you can only go about, three sentences before delving into a cough that sounds like a mating call of a goose, that that is the exact time that people just have come and talk to you?
I feel like such crap and apparently my appearance is deceiving, since no one can stop chatting at me. Have they not noticed the barely open eyes? The pale skin? The red nose? Have they not heard the incessant coughing? Am I doing this whole 'sick' thing, wrong?
People astound me*. I think I'll just curl up with my tv shows, bury myself under the covers and stop answering the damn phone. I'd really like to know what being well feels like. :(
*the irony of bitching on lj is not lost on me. :p