I just wanted to thank
everyone who wished me well whilst I was sick. I think I'm over the worst of it
now. All that remains is a forever stuffy nose and a dry, loud cough that just
won't go away. It's starting to bother the neighbors. Getting a cold is just a
dreadful experience. You always know the moment you catch one, and the feeling
of dread doesn't improve the situation. You are just sitting at home, or at
work in my case, when your throat starts to get scratchy and you start
coughing. That's it. You're through. You know it. Your co-workers know it. Your
family knows it. The armed guards around your quarantine know it. You have
caught a cold, and are in for about a week of hell. Frankly, I don't care too
much about the coughing, sneezing, weakness, headaches, full body aches, heat,
and erectile dysfunction. The worst part about a cold is having every person
you know ask you what kind of drugs you are taking. Just to set the records
straight, I don't like taking medicine. Medicine is the wussy's way out. Taking
medicine is like admitting that you are not strong enough to take a cold like a
man. I must be the only one on the planet that understands this concept,
because every day I was sick I was hounded by people asking whether I took some
medicine, or at least a cough drop. There are even people out there who refer
to cough drops as "lozenges". Calling them lozenges is a major faux
pas, in my book. Nobody but advertisers and doctors refer to them as lozenges.
I digress...
At least when you are sick, you have a valid excuse to stay
at home all day in your pajamas. That's the only redeeming quality of those
pesky little viruses. Most of the time I spent lying in bed watching TV with
the covers pulled up. Fortunately, MythBusters was on, and I got to learn some
valuable lessons that will last with me for a long time ("so whole-fat
milk would be the best way to diffuse some of that spicy Indian cooking?
Fascinating." *cough cough hack*). I ultimately did take some medicine
after the second night without sleep. I was about to beat my head with
two-by-four until I lost conscious when my dad reminded me (for the hundredth
time) that we had some NyQuil. I finally succumbed and slugged down the
required amount. A shot glass would have been a nice touch, but I just used the
supplied measuring cup.
I'm still not at one-hundred percent, but I'm pretty
much functional. It was probably just a cold, not the flu, but it still wasn't
very entertaining. There's only so much chicken soup a man can take in a week,
and I'm pretty sure I crossed that threshold.
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I don't know whether it was an English "in" joke or whether it was just at our school. But when all the girls were ill we had colds, but the male teachers and all the pupil's boyfriends (I went to a girl's school) were ill, we would say that they had "man flu". I won't bother explaining because it's quite sexist. But it relates to your second to last sentence. I don't usually take medicine (at least the Western stuff anyway) I just take Chinese herbal teas and syrups because I'm always one of the people that get side-effects of some sort if I take the conventional stuff. So I've just concluded that medicine is bad for the body!
By the way, I'm glad you're feeling better.
Erectile dysfunction? really? That never happens to me when I get a cold
Oh poor little baby being sick sucks ass it is even worse when you have to go to work and or school. I am the same way about medicine, i hate the idea of just weaking my immune system by putting a shit load of chemicals in it, becaue medicine makes you feel better it DOES not stop the cold but normal people just dont seem to get this.
I commend you on you manly strenght, if our nations is every destroyed i will rememeber your strenght and hunt you down to help reproduce out wonderfull nation
:0
And to answer the question of what is in a womans purse, i carry: my wallet, sunglasses, gloves, a pen, my daily planner, cell phone, mp3 player, keys, makeup/first add kit/medicine bag, and occinally water, food, sunblock, flashcards, book, DSLite. My wallet and dail planner literally contain my life thought social security number, birthcerificate, bank stuff ect so if it ever get stolen i am fucked.
Yikes being sick sucks.
Hey I take medicine too! Though I also am going about my day and it helps but meh.Being in a bed all day can get boring if there is nothing on tv.Like Jack said "Be a good boy and take you're medicine" Though he was referring to a croquet mallet at the time,you should be a good boy and take you're medicine.Well you like Vanilla huh? well I'll stick to my choice and you can stick with yours. 
Hope you feel better dude later!
Being sick seriously sucks, but I commend you for not going straight for the medicine cabinet. I usually just drink tea with honey in it to make myself feel better. NyQuil works wonders, but I'm not willing to bear the taste to sleep soundly. I just use Vix Vapo on my chest to breath better at night.
~ Peace and Love
All these random people commenting on your xanga.
I guess your right, it is more like worrying now that you mention it. And, Han Solo would kick Indiana Jones' ass in a knife fight.
~ Peace and Love