Rice Gurl in bed

Being sick is a luxury.

You eat what you want if you have appetite,
then you sleep and wake up trying to figure out
what to do and can do in the following hours.
to burn time, should you watch DVD?
a feel good movie?
You've Got Mail and all the Meg Ryan films
that you've seen numerous times already.
should you read a book? The book that you borrowed from a friend.
the book that you'll most likely last to read,
the book that will take years for you to return or never.
or maybe go to the supermarket and take time to finally look
at the items that you do not usually buy or NEVER purchased like CAPERS.
I mean what is that?

But i cannot.
Just the thought of making any sudden movement
is making my head hurt more,
and i am so weak that opening a jar of mayo is such a task.

when we are sick,
we are doomed to sit on our assess or lie down in bed
and wallow in pain and boredom-- unfashionably, of course.
How can you wear skimpy clothes if you are cold?
I am wearing pink peejays with hearts on it
and my orange and black socks.

Tragic, isn't it?

Being bored.
that word again is a luxury for a person
who rarely leaves the office on the dot.
i cannot even function for other concerns
when i have time now.

i dozed off for one and a half hours
only to wake up with painful joints
and a higher body temperature.

who enjoys feeling sick anyway?

i, for that matter even despise taking any medicine when i am sick.
And the sound of the clock ticking in the living room
is making me even more dizzy!

this is one of the disadvantages of living independently.
you are always alone and no one will take care of you.
no back rubbing, no homemade soups and no "take your pill"
every four hours.

i am feeling more sad and vulnerable.
if there's a sound of a heart that broke,
i think i already heard it...