Being sick really makes you wish you cherished the days where you felt just fine. I always secretly wish I will get sick (or used to anyway) because I thought "Oh, this will be glorious, I will stay in bed, sleep all day, have Josh take care of me, and call in sick to work." Instead I am feeling, "the half marathon is in two weeks and I haven't been able to run in 5 days, I can no longer call in sick, and there is too much that needs to be done." Rather than getting rest, I am sitting here worrying about what I need to be doing.
I wish that women could get away with the "Man Cold".
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