Is it starting to sound like I enjoy being sick? I don't. But I do admit that once I accepted that I couldn't really accomplish anything while sick, my stress levels went down significantly. Of course, they'll be abnormally high in a day or two to make up for it, but I'll worry about that then.
All I'm saying is that I like that, despite being sick for several days, at least there is a certain amount of progress that can be found. And if there is progress that means it will be over soon, right?
Also, I appreciate that thanks to Hank Green I now have a great metaphor for my illness: tiny chickens. It's a reference from one of there first videos, which you can watch here, if you like.
Pre-sickness Evening: Very tired. Headache. Welcome to college, what else is new? Apparently this is when the tiny chickens invaded my brain.
Sick Day #1: Woke up dehydrated, then realized throat hurt. Head began to actually throb. I suspect that this is when the tiny chicken eggs were laid in my brain.
Sick Day #2: Coughing. Tiny chicken eggs hatched, thus, the runny nose.
Sick Day #3: Today. Cough mostly gone, but excessive sneezing. I'm assuming this is my body's natural response to the tiny chickens, attempting to expel them from my brain.
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