Campfyre Stories

Everyone knows someone like this.  People who just don’t get sick.  And, for the most part, everyone hates them.  lol

They are called liars sometimes because everyone gets sick sometimes.  But it’s true, there are some people who, for the most part, just do not get sick.  The viruses make their rounds…  the entire office gets the flu except for those couple of people who simply do not get sick.

Except when they do.

And that’s the real problem, right there.  Because everyone gets sick from time to time, even the people who generally don’t.

I am one of those “I don’t get sick” people.  So is my brother and, as I learned last week, my step-brother.  We were discussing how hard it is because on those rare occasions, it just knocks us the fuck out.  We just don’t know how to handle it.  It’s like people who don’t get hangovers…  when they get their first one, they think they’re dying, they don’t know what is going on.  There’s no basis for understanding.

When people who don’t get sick, do, it’s probably no worse than it is, physically, for people who are accustomed to being sick, but on a mental/emotional level it’s really difficult.  An abnormally healthy body cannot comprehend the idea of taking it easy or not exerting itself.  How can I not eat [fill in favorite food]?  I never had a problem with *oops…  run to bathroom*.

I usually get sick maybe once a year, sometimes twice.  I forget, too, every time, how horrible the overall feeling is, and when I get sick it knocks me out.  I have no concept of taking it easy for however long after I start to feel better, so it lingers.  This whole thing started on Wednesday morning.  Friday I was back at work.  Friday night I was back in bed, miserable.  Sunday I felt GREAT, everyone who saw me sick said I looked worlds better…  Sunday night I was back where I was on Friday night/Saturday morning.  (I spare you the graphic details.  Thank me later.)

Conceptually, I understand this whole sick/healthy thing, but in practice it doesn’t make sense.  When my body wants to get up and go again, why doesn’t that work out?  Shouldn’t this have already run it’s course?

This whole thing sucks.  I don’t understand it, I just want it to go away.  You see, it all comes down to one single factor that doesn’t seem to apply in this situation.

I don’t get sick.  This isn’t supposed to happen to *me*.

~FG };^/