So I have been feeling under the weather for about a week and a half. For the first five days I was uncomfortable, but able to get my stuff done. Then for five days I felt miserable pretty much all day. Now I oscillate between moments of pretty intense craptitude and moments of seeming relief.
This week I’ve been holed up in my house almost exclusively. I feel slightly like a cat who is able to control the television. I sleep for about 14 hours a day, and in my waking moments eat, bathe, and of course watch television. I wish all this lying about led to having something profound to say, some insight on life, but alas it has not.
I just wanted to let everyone know I am still alive. For the curious few I saw the doctor again today, and after prescribing me 4 new medicines and deciding that I did in fact have some sort of sinus infection and bronchitis. (On Tuesday they thought I had seasonal flu, which apparently I may have had as well.) In any case she said I should feel better in a few days, but if not she invited me back for another appointment on Monday.
So I’m alive and living high on antibiotics, OJ, and cough syrup with codeine. Here’s to Western medicine.
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