After months (bordering on years) of being illness-free, I am struck down. I blame it on the unholy coupling of "Spring Forward" and unseasonably (unreasonably!) warm weather. Within three days, I went from a slight tickle to coughing fits that induce sharp pains in my left arm. A very supportive DK assumed point at work and took care of all my duty manager commitments; half my department is either currently ill or recuperating. I suggested a full decontamination of the department. I wish we had windows at work: it can't be healthy to have all these semi-sick people (who have taken flu shots so they don't feel ill enough to stay home, thereby infecting the rest of us) breathing in recycled air. Long story short: am sick at home.
I ordered a BUNCH of spicy food from the local Thai place; it's the only thing I can taste. And then, it happened. I ran out of cough syrup. NOOOOOoooOoOoOooO!
How To Score Boyfriend Points:
1) Visit your Typhoid Mary girlfriend for the express purpose of doing two things:
a) bring her cough syrup
b) do her dishes
2) Offer to come again tomorrow with movies and pizza
3) Make her laugh despite her feeling like death warmed over.
Sometimes I wonder whether we're really a good match and I grouse and grump about him; then he brings me Benylin. Is this the "give and take" people talk about? Am I just getting maudlin in feverish state? Who knows.
Back to Picard and tea (lemon, hot).
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