Contagions

I have no sympathy for hypochondriacs. I used to find them mildly sad, then a bit worrisome and now I just want to slap them to show what physical pain really does feel like. I have a girl cousin-in-law who has been "suffering" from chronic fatigue. Now I know this can be a real disease, but the only thing my girl cousin is suffering from is wake-and-bake fatigue.

She wakes up at noonish and smokes some pot upon arising. This, in turn, makes her tired and so she stays in bed all day, occaisonally smoking pot and rummaging in the kitchen when she has the energy. While this is chronic, it is not called chronic fatigue. My cousin is kindly working his wife's job so it'll be there for her if she ever recovers. Sucker!

Mostly, I see people with too much time on their hands and a fixation on exagerating their issues for attention. If you really had all those diseases, at the same time, medical studies would be vying for your affections in a big way! It's unfortunate because this distracts attentions from really sick people. They are usually trying to get better and are focusing on that as opposed to those folks who feel they are special for catching the fad disease of the week.

I could spend a few days and come up with a mysterious story about how I'm so tired all the time. How this lack of energy is starting to affect my day-to-day activities. How I don't have the energy to do everything I want and that I catch colds fairly often lately. OR I could be up front and say I work two jobs (55+ hours each week), volunteer at another place, play cello in three different groups, exercise every day, and have a hyperactive kitten at home. I often don't sleep enough, I drink too much coffee and I interact with so many, many people, the odds are I will catch whatever is going around.

Perhaps if I have more time, I'll be able to come up with a doozy of an illness. Humph. Maybe I'll sleep until noon and call it chronicly fatigued Erinitis and that it can only be cured by iced caramel lattes. A lack of iced caramel lattes results in a crabby little rant about hypochondriacs.

An Erinku:
dust covered
sunblock skin
I will not burn
I will not burn