The Six Stages of Being Sick

The Six Stages of Being Sick

Alright Who Got Me Sick And When Will It End?

Whenever you are sick, at first, you rejoice because being sick means you can stay at home all day and watch Netflix while eating copious amounts of soup and crackers without anyone hardcore judging you. Then, you realize being sick is actually the worst. Whether you have the common cold, or are suffering from the flu, here are the stages of sickness some of us know all too well.

Stage 1: Hooray! I'm sick!

I like to call this stage the honeymoon stage because at first you rejoice at the fact that you can lay in your bed and have no responsibilities! But then your sickness becomes more and more of an issue. First of all, you are either sneezing or blowing your nose all the time, wishing you had the luxury to breathe out of your nose again. Then, if you are at school, you have to take care of yourself. I mean, your friends may offer to bring you food or water, but it is not the same as having your mom and dad there to wait on you hand and foot.

Stage 2: Being responsible when you don’t want to be.

Sometimes we cannot afford to lay in bed all day, especially if you have already taken a few sick days off work, or missed a few days of class, and so you just do not want to talk to anyone. It is really hard to be productive when you are sick because your general brain functions are caput, and all you want to do is rest. But alas, this essay is not going to write itself.

Stage 3: Being absolutely sick you can’t move.

This is the worst phase. If you are at school, then this is the point where I am calling my mom every ten seconds asking if I have waited long enough to take more Motrin, or how much water is acceptable for one person to consume in one day. You may even be so sick that you only get out of bed to drink water, take meds, or go to the bathroom. Where is Superman to save you and your immune system?! For many people, this stage is so exhausting because you cannot sleep that well in addition to feeling just flat out horrible. Basically, you are laying in your bed staring at the ceiling with Kleenex boxes surrounding you.

Stage 4: Not sure if getting better, or getting worse.

You have been taking your medicine and drinking plenty of fluids, but you are not exactly sure if you are feeling any better, or are just are getting accustomed to feeling like poop. This stage can be deceiving because some people do feel better that they no longer believe they are sick, and stop taking the prescribed medicine. DO NOT do that. One sure fire way to stay sick is to have a prescription antibiotic for ten days, and stop taking it after eight because you think you are better. What actually happens is the remaining bacteria of the sickness is the strongest bacteria left, so if you stop taking your medicine, then this bacteria will become immune to the antibiotic and continue to make you sick. Even worse, you will have to go back to the doctor and take more medicine that hopefully will eliminate the now stronger bacteria.

Stage 5: At last, I see the light.

When your immune system finally regains some of its strength, and the medicine you’re taking starts to work, you feel a little better. Actually getting out of bed without feeling dizzy, sick, or exhausted is so new, but also refreshing. Overall, brainpower improves and you can start to become a functioning human being again. Eating regular meals does not seem as intimidating, or as impossible as it had before when you were thriving off of water, salt crackers, and soup.

Stage 6: Fully better

Being sick is NOT fun, I repeat being sick IS NOT FUN! You also probably become more of a hypochondriac and carry Kleenex, hand sanitizer, and Chap Stick with you everywhere because you never know when someone might sneeze on you in the grocery store (an actual event that happened to my mom, how rude!) But, you should be proud of yourself because you successfully took care of yourself (sort of), therefore proving you are (maybe) ready for the adult world.

Although being sick has its ups and downs, mostly downs, you will get through it! Stock up on some Kleenex, water, Motrin, soup, salt crackers, and Ginger ale or Sprite, and make sure to get plenty of rest. To avoid getting sick in the first place, wash your hands and avoid sharing drinks and food with people even if they say they are not sick. Make your new years resolution to get more sleep, drink water, eat properly, and always carry Kleenex and hand sanitizer with you.

Fun fact college kids: Mono has an incubation period of four to six weeks, meaning you could indeed have mono without knowing it because you are not feeling symptoms right away. Or, your friend could have mono without knowing it and share some water with you and BAM you probably have it too. So, basically never share drinks because how could you know if someone could have mono or not.

With that, I wish everyone a great year hopefully filled with less sickness and more fun!

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To The Boy Who Will Love Me Next

If you can't understand these few things, leave before things get too involved

To the boy that will love me next, I need you to know and understand things about me and my past. The things I have been though not only have shaped the person I’ve become, but also sometimes controls my life. In the past I’ve been used, abused, and taken for granted, and I want something real this time. The guys before you were just boys; they didn’t know how to treat me until it was too late. They didn’t understand how to love me, until I broke my own heart. Before you truly decide to love me I want you to understand these things.

When I tell you something, please listen.

I’m my own person, I want to be loved a certain way. If I ask you to come over and watch movies with me please do it, if I ask for you to leave me alone for a few hours because it’s a girl’s night please do it. I don’t just say things to hear my own voice, I say things to you because it’s important to my life and the way I want to be loved. I’m not a needy person when it comes to being loved and cared for, but I do ask for you to do the small things that I am say.

Forgive my past.

My past is not a pretty brick road, it is a highway that has a bunch of potholes and cracks in it. I have a lot of baggage, and most of it you won’t understand. But don’t let my past decided whether you want to love me or not. My past has helped form who I am today, but it does not define who I am. My past experiences might try and make an appearance every once in a while, but I will not go back to that person I once was, I will not return to all that hurt I once went though. When I say those things, I’m telling the complete and honest truth. I relive my past every day, somethings haunt me and somethings are good reminds. But for you to love me, I need you to accept my past, present and future.

I’m just another bro to the other guys.

I have always hung out with boys, I don’t fit in with the girl groups. I have 10 close girlfriends, but the majority of my friends are guy, but don’t let this scare you. If I wanted to be with one of my guy friends I would already be with him, and if you haven’t noticed I don’t want them because I’m with you. I will not lose my friendships with all my guy friends to be able to stay with you. I will not cut off ties because you don’t like my guy friends. I have lost too many buddies because of my ex-boyfriends and I promised myself I wouldn’t do that again. If you don’t like how many guy friends I have you can leave now. Don’t bother trying to date me if you can accept the fact I’m just another bro.

I might be a badass, but I actually have a big heart.

To a lot of people I come off to be a very crazy and wild girl. I will agree I can be crazy and wild, but I’m more than that. I’m independent, caring, responsible, understanding, forgiving, and so such more type of woman. Many people think that I’m a badass because I don’t take any negatively from anyone. Just like we learned when we were younger, “if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say it at all.” Most people can’t do that in today’s world, so I stick up for myself and my friends. I don’t care what anyone thinks about me, or their option on how I live my life. The only thing I care about is being able to make myself happy. Even though I’m an independent woman, understand that I do have a big heart. Honesty when I truly care for someone I will do just about anything they ask, but don’t take advantage of this. Once you take advantage of this part of me, all respect will be lost for you.

I’m hard to love.

Sometimes I want to be cuddle and get attention, and sometimes I don’t want you to talk to me for a couple hours. Sometimes I want you to take me out for a nice meal, but sometimes I want a home cooked meal. Every day is different for me, sometimes I change my mind every hour. My mood swings are terrible on certain days, and on those days you should probably just ignore me. I’m not easy to love, so you’ll either be willing to find a way to love me, or you’ll walk out like so many others have.

I’m scared.

I’m scared to love someone again. I’ve been hurt, heartbroken, and beat to the ground in my past relationships. I want to believe you are different, I want to hope things will truly work out, but every relationship has always ended up the same way. I’m scared to trust someone, put my whole heart into them, just to be left and heartbroken again. I sick and tired of putting my whole body and soul into someone for them to just leave when it is convenient for them. If you want to love me, understand it won’t be easy for me to love you back.

When “I’m done.”

When I say “I’m done” I honestly don’t mean that I’m done. When I say that it means I need and want you to fight for me, show me why you want to be with me. I need you to prove that I’m worth it and there’s no one else but me. If I was truly done, I would just walk away, and not come back. So if I ever tell you, “I’m done,” tell me all the reasons why I’m truly not done.

For the boy who will love me next, the work is cut out for you, you just have to be willing to do it. I’m not like other girls, I am my own person, and I will need to be treated as such. For the boy that will love me next, don’t bother with me unless you really want to be with me. I don’t have time to waste on you if you aren’t going to try and make something out of us. To the boy who will love me next, the last thing I would like to say is good luck, I have faith in you.

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