Thursday, November 02, 2006

It's All About the Chemicals


I could use this space to rant about how I'm so mad that I'm sick that they should invent new swear words to describe my anger. The ones we have just don't cut it. I could complain that my annoying cough just went away and I was actually enjoying sleeping in my bed and not on the couch when the fever, chills and aches started. I could even go on and on about the horrible timing of this because not only is my husband in the middle of a really busy time at work, including two late nights in a row, but also because the one person in the world who would come over, take care of me and my kids and send me straight to bed while she fixed me hot tea and soup is in Freaking China. China! I could do all of those things.

But rather than spew all that venom into the world, which frankly is pretty full up, this being election season and all, I'll be the bright ray of sunshine that you all know me for being. The sunlight and joy in every day. That's right, I won't complain (this time). Instead, I'll sing the praises of the one person who makes it possible for me to get out of bed and go through my exhausting day without having a complete mental breakdown (yet). Mr. Advil Inventor, you will never know how much I love you.

3 comments:

skrpndiva said...

OMG, you are so funny! I used to love Advil, however when one becomes immune to Advil, it ain't good! Not good at all!

tspwlv said...

Oh God Forbid. Advil Immunity? I shudder at the thought!!!!!

Lissa said...

Oh Torreh - I so hope you're feeling much better soon!!! I''ve been worried about you and now I know why!

HUGS and Chicken Soup!
Lis