Beauty and the Sick
I'm back to feeling like a human at least, even if I'm not 100% better yet today. I hate being sick. Jay hates it when I'm sick, too. I like to be babied when I'm sick, while he's one of those "go out in the woods and die by yourself" kind of guys. We both treat each other the way we would like to be treated when we're sick, so it doesn't work out very well. At least he's good at taking care of the rest of the household when I'm sick, so I really shouldn't complain because he's not waiting on me hand and foot.
Like I said, I'm still not 100% back to normal, so I'd like to direct you all to Punk in Suburbia for a well-timed and well-written rant.