And I have spent most of the day in my yoga pants and a child-sized Packers sweatshirt, not having left my room once since I woke up. Am I a bum? you might ask. Sometimes.
Sadly though I have been stricken with a throat that feels like it's on fire, a nasty hacking cough (which I am reasonably sure caused the guy sitting next to me at the library yesterday to leave), and a bad case of I-just-want-to-stay-in-my-bed-all-day.
Normally one to tough it out, I was going to go to my classes, but upon noticing the looks of disgust upon my friends' faces as my cough echoed off the walls of my room, I decided it would be kind to not infect others. Which is why I'm being a hermit.
Anyway, the short thought I would like to share today is: If your body decides to be sick, you should be sick on Trinity's campus (unless you have the option to be sick around your Mommy, who will take the best care of you).
Reasons why:
1) If you don't make it out of bed on time, no less than 5 people will know within an hour and will come to make sure you're still alive.
2) You will wake up to a get-well card taped to your door
3) Approximately 5,000 options of cold medicine will be presented to you within 10 minutes of eliciting your first cough
4) Lovely friends will bring you some of this deliciousness to soothe your on-fire throat:
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5) Still other lovely friends will brave the (beautiful) weather to bring you some soup from the BBC
6) You can live vicariously through those enjoying the lovely weather by watching them out your window while you sit at your desk watching Duck Dynasty and trying not to hack up a lung (ok, I suppose you could have this experience anywhere, but I do have an exceptional view of all the fun-havers outside).
The points is, if I've gotta be sick, at least I'm surrounded by lots of fantastic people who love me!
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