21 Thoughts You Have When Struck Down With Illness And Feeling Pathetic

So just about this time last week I became ill. Which never ever happens to me, and because of this I do not cope well when it does happen.

Luckily (she says), this only lasted for 24 hours and the following day I practically leapt out of bed, thanking the sickness gods for only cursing me for one day. At this point the phrase “don’t speak too soon” should be applied tenfold. Fast forward another 24 hours and I’m once again struck down with this cruel, mysterious illness. Thankfully, a couple of days after this second strike I really was feeling better and almost back to normal. And I say thankfully because the people around me were likely ready to murder me in my sleep by this point. Also I had some serious plans and didn’t really want to be ill and mopey for them – but mainly the murder-sleep thing.

These are a few of the thoughts I had while ill, and I’m guessing you do too if you’re anything like me (come on, don’t make me believe I’m truly the only pathetic sick person out there…).

1. Why me?

2. I’d give one of my organs to feel better right now. Or a limb. I’d give something pretty substantial.

3. I promise I’ll be a better person if you just make me feel better, please, sickness gods?

4. Why am I so pathetic?

5. Why is that I love doing nothing when I’m not ill…and now I have to do nothing I’m so bored? Oh I know why; life is cruel and unfair.

6. Booooored

7. I’ll start watching a new tv show! But what one…

8. Oh, this is funny!

9. Hahaha, tv is great, this is my new favourite show.

10. I love tv.

11.This show is so boring, if I have to watch tv any longer I’ll peel my face off just for something else to do.

12. “Muuuuum, make me feel better :(” (works via text/phone call/face to face)

13. Maybe I’m dying.

14. Like it could be a symptom of something serious.

15. Yep, I’m definitely dying.

16. What song should they play at my funeral? Something sad, but upbeat, but not too upbeat. This isn’t a party, people.

17. Will I ever eat again?

18. When did I last shower?

19. Will I ever be able to stand up long enough to shower again?

20. Can you get addicted to paracetamol? Didn’t that happen to Robbie Williams? Is that where my life is headed now? Maybe I should just stay ill. It’s not all bad.

21. Sleeeeeep.

Yes, I’m in my twenties now and old enough to take care of myself but being ill makes me revert waaaay back in years. I can’t imagine having a career and a family and a life and having to blaze on when struck down with illness and I’m in awe of you if you do this obviously.


Sick, sick, sick

I’ve been dipping in and out of the The Daily Post’s blogging challenge, and today’s led me to their 365 Writing Prompts ebook. It’s full of great prompts and has inspired me to write today’s post. I have no doubt I’ll be using it again in the future!

The prompt goes: When you’re unwell, do you allow others to take care of you, or do you prefer to soldier on alone? What does it take for you to ask for help?

This one seemed pretty appropriate for me today as I’m just recovering from what feels like the longest cold I have ever had in my life. I’ve been pretty ill with it; headaches, lethargy, uncontrollable runny nose, the usual symptoms of a cold but it’s all felt a lot worse than usual. That being said, I don’t think many people around me know I’ve been ill. Growing up, if we were sick we were expected to carry on with school and such unless we were constantly throwing up or something similar. As a result, I tend to not make a big deal when I’m ill now, which isn’t that often anyway.

I don’t do it in a “I’m such a martyr soldiering on while I’m dying of such-and-such an illness”, I have a more “I refuse to be ill, I refuse to let this illness control my life” type attitude. I think it’s better to ignore it and get on with things. That being said! If I’m at home and I’m sick and I’m feeling particularly sorry for myself, I wouldn’t say no to my mum if she offered to look after me. There’s nothing better than your mum taking care of you.

One of my favourite shows ever, Grey’s Anatomy, recently had an episode where there was an sickness bug going around and the doctors were getting sick. I loved this episode, I thought it was very funny, especially the scenes with Derek and Meredith.  Before they fell victim to the illness most of the doctors were refusing to acknowledge that it was happening to them even if it was plainly obvious; a “I’m a doctor, we don’t get sick” attitude. I’m definitely no doctor but I love this attitude towards illness and it did remind me of myself!

Although I like the attitude I have towards this, I reckon I can take it a little too far. A few months ago I hurt my knee pretty badly. Like limping around on it for weeks, constant pain, badly. But as I didn’t really mention it much to my friends I think they thought it was fine after a week or so which resulted in me hurrying to keep up a lot of the time, pain, and I’m sure it took a lot longer to heal than it should’ve. I would not recommend this to anyone; it’s alright to let people know you’re not okay sometimes!

It can also be taken too far in the other direction, which I wouldn’t recommend either!