Days of My Life

Actually, I am not yet in bed, but I will soon be, after I blog while eating a Nature Valley granola bar and taking vitamins, blow dry my just-washed hair, brush my teeth, take off my contact lenses, and all that good stuff. So, maybe "soon" denotes about an hour from now. Everybody at home is still sick. Needless to say, I don't like it. One person got sick, spread it to another, and spread it to another, then spread it to me. I think I got well. Then I return to find out that the nobody is well yet because the germs just keep circulating! I feel so bad avoiding even my mother because she has been coughing so incessantly, but I can't help it... I just HAVE to turn away from sick germs, whether or not I myself am sick. How do I do this in my own home? Basically, I try to stay out as long as possible. Otherwise, I stay in my room until I really have to go downstairs to get something (most likely water) or to eat (just meals). Sad? Paranoid? I know. In any case, I have ...

The past two or three days for me has been a miserably endless cycle of sneezing to the point of tearing up, blowing my nose until it's dry and red, drinking so much water that I go to the bathroom every hour, taking random pills (Benadryl, Sudafed, Tylenol) in hopes that one will fix me, and sleeping in until lunchtime or until my morning lecture has well begun. In short, I got sick. Despite all my (paranoid) precautions--wiping my desk and keyboard with Lysol disinfectant wipes, not inhaling for the few seconds after somebody nearby coughs, drinking lots of water, taking vitamins--my immune system has, to my physical and mental demise, buckled down to the wraths of the common cold. How did this happen? I went home last weekend. That's all I will say. I took two Benadryl pills about half an hour ago and I think I got high from it or something, because a short while later, I started laughing at the fact that I had exceeded the maximum number of toppings for the pizza I was goin...