Sick again...why can't I be healthy?

I’m totally sick, again. I know that I got the cold from a combination of family and friends. There were a few friends that were sick last weekend at Naramata and then when I got home my sister and neice were also sick. I feel like garbage. I look like garbage (actually a fat bag of garbage), my head hurts, my nose is stuffed up and I’m tired. Of course I can’t take any cold meds because they all have decongestants in them which don’t mix with my other meds.

I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed with all of the work I’m supposed to be doing at ACS. It’s too much to do in 18 hours a week. Mind you I guess it seems like too much because right now I’m having to do everything with the new person, since she doesn’t really know what she’s doing…as much as I just want her to figure it out, I know that I need to hold her hand for a while. Supporting the victim of gay bashing yesterday was part of my job, and I’ve done this kind of referral before but every time I do I just become more drained, and it’s like what’s more important, report writing or helping a person? All this when I know I should be sleeping off this bloody cold.

My head feels like it’s been crammed into a baby hat. The whole thing hurts, like it may just explode. Being sick at my condo isn’t much different than if I were sick at my dad’s house, its not like he would bring me juice or water or anything. And really I have duke the cat to check on me on occasion and bug me, trying to get me out of bed. I feel like Cameron in Farris Bueler’s Day Off, he was the friend who was sick in bed and Farris made him get up and hang out downtown with him. If I didn’t have plans all afternoon in Vancouver, then I would stay in bed.

I need more sleep. I thought that I wouldn’t be sick as often now that I’m not living at dad’s anymore –guess I was wrong.