I called in sick to work today. Couldn’t sleep because of a terrible cough, and woke up barely able to speak (before calling in, I spent some time practicing saying several sentences in a row without swearing uncontrollably at how difficult it was). But that’s not the worst part.
The real whammy was several hours later, when I finally worked up the energy to get out of my apartment. I went to buy some some bottles of water, some salted crackers, and cough medicine. I got the first to things at a 7-11 a couple blocks from my apartment, where I regularly buy stacks and drinks. And I got the cough medicine just across the street from the 7-11. But I was so addled I got lost walking back, and when I finally got back I collapsed from exhaustion.
I’m sure it’s just the common cold and I’ll live, but it’s kind of humbling. Not only can a minor illness be terribly unpleasant and cause me to lose some of my mental sharpness, it can impair basic mental functioning that humans–and even much-less-smart animals–take for granted. It’s a reminder that I’m just this thing made of meat, and the talents I’m so proud of can be taken away from me very easily.
Also, I never thought I’d say this, but why couldn’t it be food poisoning? I’ve had food poisoning a bunch of times before, and it’s really not that bad as long as you stop eating and drinking once you realize you have it (because you can’t throw up on an empty stomach!) At it generally only lasts 24 hours, whereas this is just the worst day of a cold that’s been getting gradually worse since Friday.
P.S. How do people like the new profile pic? On the plus side, it’s a headshot taken with a high-quality camera. On the minus side, I got caught with a weird-ass half-smile (or at least I think I did). So what say ye?