On Being Sick
October 1, 2012 § Leave a Comment
If you’ve followed my Twitter feed for about the last twenty-four hours, you know that I’m sick. Not badly sick, but every student (and professor, really) around me has this nasty cold/allergy attack, and frankly, it’s just gross. I took the day off for the first time in three months and rescheduled everything that was on my calendar for the day. Yeah, I know. I don’t do that. But I have two big tests Wednesday and Thursday, and the thought of being sick during the tests freaks me out. I’ve taken a nice hot bath and all that, and during said bath, this idea came to me.
It’s really weird how being sick for me is so different than it is for people without my condition. Yes, I know, everything is different for everybody, but still. It’s almost fascinating. To name a few:
My balance goes haywire. I seriously have to concentrate (even more than normal) on every step I take. It’s crazy.
My stamina might as well just not be there. Normally, my stamina is just a tad lower than people not affected by my condition and similar ones (though it is drastically improving), but when I’m sick, holy cow, my immune system goes nuts.
It’ll take me longer to get over things. My resilience in this area isn’t where I’d like it to be, but it has drastically improved in the last five years or so.
Instead of worrying about these issues, though, last night, I was agonizing over a quiz about which I’d sent a professor an email requesting an extension. Goodness, my brain baffles me sometimes. Anyway, I’ve really enjoyed the day off to be able to focus on getting well, and even though I’m about to start homework from under the covers, it’s all worth it. All the time.
Now, pass the tissues please? A-choo! Thanks!