Rampant sickness that ended for me in a double ear infection with a sinus infection sprinkled on top.
Always trying to see the bright side in things, I made some keen observations on what full blown-out sickness means to me.1. Any type of special hygiene options you were working on are immediately thrown out the window. Cracked heels, facial scrubbing, shaving the legs (oh yes that's me), those luxuries are the first casualties and any ground you may have gained on them is lost and then some.
2. Asking for help... I am literally unable to open my eyes, raise my head or stop profusely sweating and yet when a friend or relative calls to ask what I need, "Oh, no, don't worry about me, I'm fine". Pride does not taste good on any given day, much less with a mouthful of germs to swish around with it.3. The laundry! Many other household jobs will fall to my left and right, but somehow the mound must be beaten down. Needing fresh sheets and pajamas are just a necessity
4. And finally, I swear this is the truth, "I was going to start tomorrow". The last thing I said before I took the downward spiral. I swore this was going to be the day I started exercising and would have exhibited all kinds of self-control and discipline unknown to the common man. Obviously, didn't happen. I can feel the mental taunts now, "Ha ha, better luck next time!"