Snuffles

*sniff*  *sneeze*  *blow*  *blow*  *sniff* *sneeze*  *blow* *blow* ...*lotion*

that's pretty much how my day is going - with gulps of hot tea mixed in there too.

I am sick.  I rarely get sick anymore, it used to be a common occurrence, but I have been able to avoid it for a little over 3 years now.  Ben and I like to joke that I have "snuffles" - the ridiculously cute sounding fatal disease that affects bunnies when they are not cared for properly.

Not long ago in Edmonton there was a house that was found to have 500+ rabbits.  The house was severely damaged, and there were feces and fur everywhere.  As a result of the horrible living conditions, all of the 500 animals had to be euthanized due to carrying the highly contagious and untreatable respiratory disease - "Snuffles"

As tragic as that story is, you can't help but "awww" at the name of the disease,... or maybe I'm just a bad person.  Anyway, back to my original point.

Snuffles - I have it.  Or at least it damn well feels like it.  I woke up at 4am this morning because I couldn't swollow, and over all was just having a terrible time breathing.  Then at 8am Ben had to physically shake me from my coma like sleep (for quite a while too) before I gave him any sort of response to being still alive.

Now I'm sitting at my desk at work with a water bottle, tin of various tea's, mug, kleenex, DayQuil, Cold FX, and a bottle of lotion all sitting in front of me (really - I just looked down and wrote what I saw).  I feel like crap.  My eyes are heavy, my ears are blocked, nose is burning (from all the blowing), throat is hurting - the whole bit.

I hate being sick - I get whiny.  I start to feel bad for myself, and I just want to curl up in bed and have someone take care of me (which is saying something, since I tend to have issues with asking people for help).  Luckily, Ben has never witnessed me in full sick mode - I'm not sure he would be a fan.  Remember when I said I've managed to avoid being really sick for over 3 years?  well Ben and I have been together for  3 years come May.  Maybe he's my lucky charm, maybe he just feeds me well, and makes sure I go to bed at a decent time, or maybe he just helps me afford the big bottle of ColdFx from Costco - either way, I have not been really sick in a while (really sick being defined as out of commission for 2+ days, and out of commission being defined as not going into work).  I typically get that "feeling" and pop the ColdFX like it's going out of style, feel really shitty for one day, and then in perfect health the day following.

Here's hoping this is going to be one of those times - I'm not cut out for this "sick" business - and my poor nose gets enough of a workout the rest of the year with me being allergic to life - I dont need to add a cold to the list and wipe the skin clear off.

... I need more tea.  Here's hoping I'm good to go tomorrow - I'm done with the Snuffles...