||[Dec. 15th, 2008|11:17 am]
Kelly J. Cooper
Still coughing, still feeling like crap.
When I was a kid, I wasn't officially sick unless I had a fever. (I suspect this rule had some exceptions, but I don't remember them.)
Thus, after having virtue pounded into me (albeit unwillingly) throughout my childhood, I strove, during most of my young adult and medium-decaf adult life, to bravely WORK THROUGH IT.
Now that everything creaks a little, I'm a big wimp. I just hide in bed, baby myself, and whine a lot. Also, studies have shown that going into the world even when slightly ill puts everyone you meet at risk for catching the bug, so I feel differently virtuous, rather than lazy.
I think I like it better this way.