
I have been sick the past couple of days. According to
webmd I either had the Flu or scarlet fever. and as an american i always must go with the most dramatic because of course i know better than everyone. so scarlet fever it is.
health fact of the day: the patients who use webmd are the most annoying. they always are so anxious and think they are going to die. i was trying to explain to this woman who was going to get her gallbladder taken out why her blood labs showed elevated liver enzymes and she totally twisted my words and said "so my liver is failing!?!" I understand now why they taught me in psych to never try to teach someone while they are experiencing moderate to severe anxiety.
There are different ways people handle being sick.
1. there is the dramatic kind. These people exaggerate their cold and often act as if they are dying. often seen in men and has been coined "the man flu".
http://manflu.info/index.htm is a good reference for this epidemic. my brother Greg suffers from this.
2. there is the i-don't-care-I'm-sick kind: James, my boyfriend is a prime example. he drinks a bottle of nyquil and tries to continue to do everything.
3. then there is the kind of people who are sick and touch everything. they don't cover their cough. they touch everything and use every blanket and pillow around you. i think these people work for the pharmaceutical companies. side note: i have spent about $50 on home remedies for this cold already
there are 4 ways i have found that people handle sick people.
1. there are those who avoid you like the plague. they step back when u tell them u are sick and make a face of disgust like you don't feel gross enough about yourself.
2. there are those who ask lots of questions and try to remedy you with stuff they have. (i fall into this). they wind up giving you 10 different suggestions and packets of vitamins and drugs.
3. the completely clueless (sorry james). they mean well. but their help is more of hurtful than helpful.
4. those who laugh at you. today i came down the stairs feeling a bit out of it (understandable since i've been basically on a diet of Robitussin and vitamin c) and my roommate just laughed at me as i weakly tried to say hi to her with a blank stare (since my head feels like a balloon about to explode) and open mouth (since i can't breath through my nose). James laughed at me too as i tried to talk to him on the phone with my voice that sounds a lot more nasally and pathetic.
something also sick is when your roommate knows taylor swifts birthday by heart (which is today btw) but does not remember your own birthday. i am older than taylor swift but i feel like she has accomplished so much more than i will ever have. i mean she has broken up with about 50 guys. i don't think i can accomplish that before i die. (don't worry james i don't want to be like her)