March 30, 2005

Sick (and tired)

No one likes being sick. One might think, given all of the practice I've had, that I would at least face it with a certain amount of resignation, but I don't. It's frustrating.

Food tastes different, if you can taste it at all. Muscles are too tired or sore to drag oneself into the kitchen, and the prospect of doing anything more effort than chewing (and even that seems daunting) is unthinkable.

At least, when the culprit is simply a brutal head-cold and not something more medically serious, I know that in a few days I'll be back to splashing around in the kitchen. In the meantime, though, it's all I can manage to curl up around a cup of tea or switchel and languish next to the cat on the sofa.

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