Sick

December 30, 2003

Arizona

I woke up yesterday with that achy, anxious feeling one gets right before the flu strikes and tried my best to sleep it off during the afternoon. Things got progressively worse until the peak of my physical exhaustion last night, when my attempts to thwart the sickness relegated me to the fetal position as I moaned and sweated profusely under my blankets. The timing is a travesty, I tell you, though my falling ill is not unexpected. Everyone in the Carmichael lab came down with something right before the winter break started. I managed to avoid this mystery illness by eating dozens of tangerines every day, but obviously it wasn’t enough.

It’s safe to say that the Cardinals game pushed my immune system past the point of no return. I have honestly never been so cold in my entire life. My lips were white, my fingers were numb, and my feet were one chemical reaction short of becoming ice-cubes. I’ve since heeded the advice of mothers everywhere and tried to “drink lots of fluids”, though the selection process itself is taxing given how many “fluids” there are to drink, not to mention the enormous amount of strength it takes to lift a regulation-sized mug right now. So, here I am: sick and depressed and posting this journal entry.

Tomorrow is Jon and Nick’s New Years party, so hopefully I’ve started to feel better by then.

* Roger M. Quote of the Day: “John, congratulations on being named People Magazine’s 5th Most Influential Person. You placed right behind Paris Hilton and right before Rush Limbaugh!”

* Misunderstanding of the Day: Can be found in this phone conversation with Ashwini:

Ashwini: Hello?
John: Hey, it’s John. What are you up to?
Ashwini: I’m hanging out with Vivian!
John: You’re out with Vivian?
Ashwini: No, sorry, it’s loud in here. I said, ‘I’m with a bunch of Indians’!”

* Movie Quote of the Day: “You don’t throw away a whole life just ’cause he’s banged up a little.”