Our ability to compartmentalize our past experiences cause us to forget how bad our prior sicknesses felt in the moment, so when ever we get notably sick, with terrible headaches or constant leaking from every orifice or exhaustion or so on, we always say that we're sicker than we've ever been.
When we are sick, it is always going to be the worst we've ever felt barring some tremendous encounter with something like the Norovirus where you are ejecting from every hole you have at once. That's just how it works, and the only way to break out of this mentality and stop being a victim is to acknowledge this simple fact: We are always going to feel sicker when we are presently sick than how we think we felt months or years prior.
Additionally, no one ever wants to be sick. But getting sick is normal. Basic hygiene eliminates most risk anyway.
But even an introvert NEET is going to get sick sometimes, even if they don't directly interact with anyone else.
Many moons ago when I was just a wee little kish-kumen lad, I had a particularly severe case of pneumonia. It resisted two rounds of antibiotics (likely a virus), after which the doctors decided I'd just have to fight it off on my own. All I knew at the time was I could barely breathe, and felt too shitty to play with my friends, play a board game, or even watch TV or read a book. I listened to a lot of radio. 📻
Pneumonia persisted for ten weeks, and it was an additional week or so until I felt well enough to play with my G.I. Joe (yes, the barbie sized version...)
So yeah, when I get sick? I feel awful. Sometimes I think, "man, this is the most ill I've been... Well, except for when I had pneumonia as a kid"
To this day, my Mums questions herself why she didn't take me to hospital. She treated me with hot tea and lemon, humidifier, Vicks vapor rub, eucalyptus oil (taken with sugar), much couch/bed rest, a teaspoon or two of brandy on the worst days, and her positive attitude (even if faking). Given what I know of hospitals now, I'm thankful for the care I received at home!
P.S. - what's with grandmothers putting Vicks Vapor Rub on your FEET?? Just my fam? They think it cures everything! Kek (feels relaxing tho)
I'm going to say it:
"I seriously never want to be sick again"
Boo fucking hoo cry me a fucking river.
Our ability to compartmentalize our past experiences cause us to forget how bad our prior sicknesses felt in the moment, so when ever we get notably sick, with terrible headaches or constant leaking from every orifice or exhaustion or so on, we always say that we're sicker than we've ever been.
When we are sick, it is always going to be the worst we've ever felt barring some tremendous encounter with something like the Norovirus where you are ejecting from every hole you have at once. That's just how it works, and the only way to break out of this mentality and stop being a victim is to acknowledge this simple fact: We are always going to feel sicker when we are presently sick than how we think we felt months or years prior.
Additionally, no one ever wants to be sick. But getting sick is normal. Basic hygiene eliminates most risk anyway.
But even an introvert NEET is going to get sick sometimes, even if they don't directly interact with anyone else.
That's a strong and damn accurate post.
Many moons ago when I was just a wee little kish-kumen lad, I had a particularly severe case of pneumonia. It resisted two rounds of antibiotics (likely a virus), after which the doctors decided I'd just have to fight it off on my own. All I knew at the time was I could barely breathe, and felt too shitty to play with my friends, play a board game, or even watch TV or read a book. I listened to a lot of radio. 📻
Pneumonia persisted for ten weeks, and it was an additional week or so until I felt well enough to play with my G.I. Joe (yes, the barbie sized version...)
So yeah, when I get sick? I feel awful. Sometimes I think, "man, this is the most ill I've been... Well, except for when I had pneumonia as a kid"
To this day, my Mums questions herself why she didn't take me to hospital. She treated me with hot tea and lemon, humidifier, Vicks vapor rub, eucalyptus oil (taken with sugar), much couch/bed rest, a teaspoon or two of brandy on the worst days, and her positive attitude (even if faking). Given what I know of hospitals now, I'm thankful for the care I received at home!
P.S. - what's with grandmothers putting Vicks Vapor Rub on your FEET?? Just my fam? They think it cures everything! Kek (feels relaxing tho)