I've been sick in bed for the last two days with the stomach flu.
When I was a kid, I used to get the stomach flu about once a year or so, just from it going around school. I never really got sick a lot in general (after I got my tonsils taken out, anyways), so when I got the stomach flu it was a total contrast, with me being laid up in bed for a day or two, puking all over the place, and without enough energy to even get off the couch.
So when I was a kid, it was always a time where everyone realized I was totally feeling shitty and tried to take care of me, and would go out of their way to be nice.
So yeah, now that I'm almost 21, we've gone full-circle on that one. Laid up in bed for two days. At the end of the second day, at about one in the morning, I stumble out of my room, into the kitchen, where my mom is still up working on stuff. I totally throw up in the sink, start walking to the couch, black out, and collapse. Never had the stomach flu this bad.
But what's the reaction from everyone around me?
Dad: We've got family coming into town soon, you need to get up tommorow and clean the house.
Work: Yeah, sorry you're sick. You're still coming in, right? And we can keep you late because so me other asshole didn't show up and didn't even call to explain, right?
Ex-girlfriend: So yeah, me and my sister can drop by your house at midnite and try to drag you out to a party, right?
Current girl: So I can show up at one in the morning and insist on you going to IHOP with me, right? I've been drinking, don't piss me off. **
** No longer current girl.
I'm in a situation right now where EVERYONE expects me to be around all the time, and to be able to drop my shit to help with their own problems, and to be able to fulfill every obligation to the letter when they don't plan on doing the same for me. It's kinda nice. **
** And here I use "nice" as in the way you would describe the Chinese Hell of Burning Oil as "nice".
When I was a kid, I used to get the stomach flu about once a year or so, just from it going around school. I never really got sick a lot in general (after I got my tonsils taken out, anyways), so when I got the stomach flu it was a total contrast, with me being laid up in bed for a day or two, puking all over the place, and without enough energy to even get off the couch.
So when I was a kid, it was always a time where everyone realized I was totally feeling shitty and tried to take care of me, and would go out of their way to be nice.
So yeah, now that I'm almost 21, we've gone full-circle on that one. Laid up in bed for two days. At the end of the second day, at about one in the morning, I stumble out of my room, into the kitchen, where my mom is still up working on stuff. I totally throw up in the sink, start walking to the couch, black out, and collapse. Never had the stomach flu this bad.
But what's the reaction from everyone around me?
Dad: We've got family coming into town soon, you need to get up tommorow and clean the house.
Work: Yeah, sorry you're sick. You're still coming in, right? And we can keep you late because so me other asshole didn't show up and didn't even call to explain, right?
Ex-girlfriend: So yeah, me and my sister can drop by your house at midnite and try to drag you out to a party, right?
Current girl: So I can show up at one in the morning and insist on you going to IHOP with me, right? I've been drinking, don't piss me off. **
** No longer current girl.
I'm in a situation right now where EVERYONE expects me to be around all the time, and to be able to drop my shit to help with their own problems, and to be able to fulfill every obligation to the letter when they don't plan on doing the same for me. It's kinda nice. **
** And here I use "nice" as in the way you would describe the Chinese Hell of Burning Oil as "nice".