Being Sick!

To be "sick" means to be mentally impaired below the standards or normalcy and/or; to be physically impaired below the standards of normalcy. But to be sick is completely normal!

So I just got over a 4 day stint being sick - heat index of 102/103, dehydration and server temple migraines. It's amazing that once your immune system is compromised your mind regresses to you and your inner thoughts.

The initial tenure of me being sick was annoying because I had "stuff" to do and I couldn't get it done.  I received countless phone calls from clients demanding their services and professing to me how their project is of the upmost importance. Another example of how they are always first and how you really don't matter to them no matter what gleaming rack record you have preserved in the past.

I am a progressive thinker so, I didn't harp on what I wasn't able to do for those sick moments but more what I am going to do once the unsick moment is presented again. Laying there in my own sweat, in darkness (frozen vegetables on my head), chills, and throbbing head I kept wondering about the outside.  I kept wondering what the weather was like, if it was cool or warm, windy or still.  I wondered if anyone missed me or wondered about me. I stopped emplaning on them and missing my clients deadlines and letting them down and decide to think about me.  Until once reaches the point of mental/physical compromise you tend to think that you are invincible or at least I did to some degree.  As if  I have some higher grade of immune system, some intelligent kick ass virus kicking cells, or just  a plethora of anal retentive rituals that have prolonged my streak of unsickness-ness.

Anyway, I think getting sick is a unconsciously precept brought to fruition via a seemingly physical/mental compromise. It's my inner self trying to tell me more about me, trying to show me new limits, trying to tell me it's time for me to love me better.