(Moans with screwed up voice): I is SICK!!!
Crap (and string of other bad words). Proper training starting tomorrow and I am no where near recovered. Knowing my mum, she ain't gonna let me go. Hate this feeling of helplessness. Helpless to get rid of the burning sensation within my throat and stomach. Helplessness in understanding. Helpless in the decision on whether I can train.
This inability to do anything about my illness really pisses me off. If it were any other type of problem, I would be doing my best to solve it, understand it and hopefully resolve it. Yet when the best thing I can do is sit in bed, pop some pills and let time pass, my brain starts to feel bored, my mind starts to wander, and my desire to stay prone wavers... Basically, I get RESTLESS....
So as I sit here contemplating the mysteries of the universe, with a throat numbing lozenges in my mouth and my nose completely stuffed, I wonder what more I can do to get healthy.
Answer: Stay Prone...
(Moans with screwed up voice): Curses
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