I’m knocked out with a nasty cold right now, courtesy of my daughter and husband (jerks.) And my medical oncologist still hasn’t called me back yet (jerk) about whether or not I can take vitamin C and echinacea with these new drugs. And my laptop keeps freezing (total jerk) and overall I’m just in a foul mood.  In the comic strip of my life there’s a little black cloud of crankiness speckled with cold-germs surrounding me as I shuffle around with my teacup and bad hair.  I am really unpleasant right now.  Like, ready to kill someone because I don’t have slippers — as if that could possibly be someone else’s fault.  How is it that I can handle cancer (biggest jerk of them all) with a sense of humour, but a cold makes me demonic? I think my best option is to get back in bed and scowl at the world from under my duvet until I feel well enough to be nice again.  Or at least well enough to stop with the name-calling.


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  1. Jane

    lol… I know EXACTLY where you’re coming from! I called in sick today because my boss was nice enough to share HER miserable germs with me. I had even warned her to stay away because my immune system isn’t up to par yet either. After a nice hot shower and clean jammies, I feel a little bit better but I’m still clutching the bottomless teacup too. Now if I could only figure how to stop my eyes from bugging out of my head every time I cough… (and yes, chemo was easier than this)

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