Somehow, I came in contact with some this past week. They creeped their way through my nostrils, my mouth, my ears. They made their residence in the canals of my sinuses, and their holiday began. Three days off from work (without pay, mind you) started for me. Today, it is ending-their holiday and my miserable mini-vacation.
Getting sick is something that I actually used to enjoy. I didn't mind the fevers, I welcomed the bubble-gum medicine; although I didn't quite enjoy having tonsils the size of golf balls (or the removal of them). What I did thrive off of was the attention. I loved people catering to me, my mom making me chicken noodle soup, laying on the couch all day with full control of the remote. It's not as nice when you're sick and either no one is around or they're unable to cater to my "needs." Such is life....
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