...about being sick is not the actual illness; it's looking at your house after you've been debilitated for 3 days. My house is a mess. My nightstand is covered in empty, pulpy glasses that used to contain Orange Juice. There are clothes and dog toys on every floor in every room. The trash needs to go out, bills need to be paid, groceries need to be bought. Argh! It makes me want to be sick again just thinking about it. I guess what it really boils down to is the lost time--it's not only the time you lost doing things that are fun, productive, or relaxing, but also the time you're going to lose trying to catch up and get your life back in order.
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