....take to standing outside your building every night serenading you with the melodic stylings of Kenny Logins.
Ari is threatening me with torture if I don’t blog soon (see above), so here’s what I’ve been up to:
I came back from my weekend excursion to Boston with a bit of a fever and a tickle in my throat. By Monday morning, the tickle was a burn and I felt like the kid from the throat-spray commercials.
It’ll hurt if I swallow. It’ll hurt if I swallow. Mommy!
I didn’t call out for mommy, but I did call in sick. I’m pretty sure the entire office thought I was playing hooky, what with the weather being as nice as it was. But glorious weather be damned, I did not move from my bed all day long. I did wake briefly to incoherently answer an email or two, or shift positions so my cough drop would get stuck to another part of my mouth, but then I’d doze off again with Sir Hal beside me.
By early evening, I was all slept out. I was feeling better and beyond happy to leave my coma for a few hours to accept an invitation to share Chinese food and comedy with Ben. We sat on the roof deck and I blah-blahed about my weekend in Boston (the bridal shower and birthday extravaganza, the man I’d met on the train) and got caught up on stories I’d missed from Saturday’s show. Who knew shooting the shit required so much energy? At ten o’clock, I was tapped – exhausted – and heading back home to bed.
There are folks who deal well with sickness. They go to work, buckle down and make it through the day without too much complaint. I am so not one of those people. I whine, I pout. I daydream about bed. I can turn even the most minor of maladies into the Black Lung. Or at least a viable excuse to eat ice cream for lunch.
Which I just did. So I guess it’s not all that bad.
Me too. I am an AWFUL sick person. Dealing with a minor cold and you would think I was dying. I so didn't want to be at work today, but someone's gotta pay the bills. :(
Posted by: She who shall not be named at May 17, 2005 01:36 PMmen are worse at dealing with sickness, i think. hope the ice cream was yummy..... in fact, i may have some for lunch in your honor. :)
Posted by: red at May 17, 2005 02:15 PMso wait... you don't want to hear my rendition of Winnie the Pooh doesn't know what to do?? It's one of Loggins and Messinas' best, mind you :)
Posted by: Ari at May 17, 2005 02:29 PMNO! That song makes me cry!
Posted by: Fish at May 17, 2005 02:30 PMRed is right, men completely fall apart when they're sick. When my BF had chicken pox a couple of years ago at the age of 26, he was worse off than any three year old.
Posted by: Raving Loon at May 17, 2005 02:31 PMi honestly think that i'm worse at being sick than my boyfriend is. he'll tough it out for the most part but i just like to be cuddled and pampered if possible :P
Posted by: kate at May 17, 2005 02:44 PMI'm laughing over here because I'm going through the exact same thing.
I'm a terrible sick person... and if anyone is unlucky enough to be in the house with me, I turn them into my servant for the day.
Fish: I hope our Boston weather didn't make you sick, but the pollen count this weekend was OUTRAGEOUS!! We're poppin' the Zyrtec like mad here!
Glad you're on the road to recovery. Come back and see us soon, ya' hear? (Sorry--I'm a recovering Southerner who's just loving New England, but sometimes the old habits die hard...)
Posted by: Alison at May 17, 2005 03:18 PMFish was in Boston?!?! I've been on the look-out for other t-shirts...not the real thing. Sorry you brought back an unwelcome souveneir.
Posted by: peyton at May 17, 2005 03:46 PMHa! And next time, I'll give you something worse than a fever! Can't stop me!
Posted by: Rocco Yamamoto at May 17, 2005 04:16 PMWell I applaud you for not going to work. I HATE when people come in all sick, they are just going to get the rest of us sick...
Posted by: Robin at May 17, 2005 04:22 PMUnfortunately, some people make snide ass comments when I don't come to work and I am sick of it. So, I am here and sick, and pissed. I think I'm even developing a fever.
Posted by: She who shall not be named at May 17, 2005 09:29 PMI'll take you right into the Danger Zone.
Posted by: G at May 17, 2005 10:25 PMTwo things:
One, loved the Zoolander reference. The Black Lung is a terrible, terrible thing.
Two, after Footloose and Top Gun, how can anyone not love Kenny Loggins? Sure, I'll admit that there were moments of extrme mediocrity, but the opening scene on the flight deck makes up for every single one.
Posted by: Charl at May 18, 2005 04:53 AMargh...there's NOTHING worse than that throat tickle...when you just know that the real sickness is on its way.
hope you enjoyed the ice cream...mmmmm...ice cream....
Posted by: Ali at May 18, 2005 01:00 PMWorking when you are sick is lame, I never go to work sick, I think I am the biggest whiner in the world when I am sick and probably just in general.
Posted by: Corinna at May 18, 2005 01:14 PMHey Fish, Its been a while. Check this out:
http://www.veryzen.com/wordpress/wordpress/?p=53
Posted by: The Other Fish at May 18, 2005 01:37 PMAre you feeling better yet?
Posted by: Torrie at May 18, 2005 03:20 PMI do sick well but not stupid... I can't STAND it when sick people come to work and spread their bugs for all...
So, I stay home. Either in bed, or working from the sofa, safely quarantined. I think if more people did that, less people would get sick.
[Well, that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.re]
I am glad I am not the only one who sleeps with cough drops in her mouth...
Posted by: Mary at May 19, 2005 09:07 AMI'm a very good patient. Though we are painting the apartment right now and I am faking sickness good!
Like Boston, like the caramel apples in Quincy Market.
Posted by: mrsmogul at May 19, 2005 11:47 AM