Cough Blog Cough
I got bronchitis from some bad air at work. Maybe it was my viral workload, or whatever. At any rate, I now have a prescription for some antibiotics, and hopefully those will kick in to kill the infection in my lungs. Mmm...lung infection.
I have been taking NyQuil. To be more precise, I've been taking Osco Brand NyTime liquid: Compare to active ingredient in NyQuil! They should say "Compare to nasty-ass taste of NyQuil!" Because while I can't verify that the active ingredients are the same, I sure can say that the flavors are an exact, horrifying match.
Last night I had a pleasant tea with someone I've met who I like a great deal. And I wish I didn't. You ever find yourself liking someone you know you shouldn't like? What's even harder is knowing that the person likes you back, and feels the same way...that they probably shouldn't like you, but they do. So you just sit there, smiling, fully happy to be around each other. But there's still this sadness there because as much as you thrill in your knees bumping together, your fingers occasionally brushing, or your feet tapping each others, it shouldn't happen and you both know it. You do it anyway, because you like it, though, and hope that today is the day you can postpone it just another day...the inevitable realization that its probably a bad idea, that neither person is ready for that yet, and that eventually we'll fade away to a memory of someone who might have been great had the timing been different.
Or maybe I just watched "In The Mood For Love" and I'm currently of that melancholy, hurtfully hopeful mood. And I really want a cheongsam dress now because they are so beautiful.
Well, maybe things will work out for the best. We could be surprised. I'm surprised every day by people...by the generosity of my neighbors, by the kindness of my coworkers, by the sincerity of friendship and goodwill in my ex. Even my father is more attuned to his children day after day; he called me last night to just see how I was doing, some sort of instinct picking up that 3,000 miles away his daughter was having a severe cough and running a fever. So I'm always open to the element of surprise.
At present, I just want to feel better...to heal and stop coughing, so I can get back to being my usual, moody self.
I have been taking NyQuil. To be more precise, I've been taking Osco Brand NyTime liquid: Compare to active ingredient in NyQuil! They should say "Compare to nasty-ass taste of NyQuil!" Because while I can't verify that the active ingredients are the same, I sure can say that the flavors are an exact, horrifying match.
Last night I had a pleasant tea with someone I've met who I like a great deal. And I wish I didn't. You ever find yourself liking someone you know you shouldn't like? What's even harder is knowing that the person likes you back, and feels the same way...that they probably shouldn't like you, but they do. So you just sit there, smiling, fully happy to be around each other. But there's still this sadness there because as much as you thrill in your knees bumping together, your fingers occasionally brushing, or your feet tapping each others, it shouldn't happen and you both know it. You do it anyway, because you like it, though, and hope that today is the day you can postpone it just another day...the inevitable realization that its probably a bad idea, that neither person is ready for that yet, and that eventually we'll fade away to a memory of someone who might have been great had the timing been different.
Or maybe I just watched "In The Mood For Love" and I'm currently of that melancholy, hurtfully hopeful mood. And I really want a cheongsam dress now because they are so beautiful.
Well, maybe things will work out for the best. We could be surprised. I'm surprised every day by people...by the generosity of my neighbors, by the kindness of my coworkers, by the sincerity of friendship and goodwill in my ex. Even my father is more attuned to his children day after day; he called me last night to just see how I was doing, some sort of instinct picking up that 3,000 miles away his daughter was having a severe cough and running a fever. So I'm always open to the element of surprise.
At present, I just want to feel better...to heal and stop coughing, so I can get back to being my usual, moody self.
posted by The Semi-Pro Chef at Wednesday, October 26, 2005
1 Comments:
Mmmmm, Nyquil on the rocks? Nothing and I do mean nothing says drinking to your health like making a toast with that sickly green liquid! Sort of narcotic, sort of hypnotic and a lot of something close to toilet bowl cleaner: Nyquil the second choice of all alcoholics once the liquor store closes and the all night drug stores are the only ones left open to purchase “salvation” from.
Hope you’re feeling better…
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