I am annoyed
Dear Immune System,

Quit it. Seriously. I'm sick of days where I feel feverish but am fine, or feel achy, but it's not the flu, and it goes away after an hour or two. Because this makes it hard to plan anything, or know if I should stay home as a preventive strike against seasonal flu/swine flu/mono/cancer/it's-never-lupus/lycanthropy/etc. -- mostly because my co-workers would rather not be sick.

Now I spend an hour of my cleaning time feeling nauseous and wondering if I should bother making my slides for Planetary Lunch Seminar tomorrow. I already held off in making chili in exchange for boring pasta and cheese, because spicy foods and uppity digestive system. On the other hand, it could be nothing, and then I will be cranky. And, if I miss Planetary Lunch when it's nothing -- not to mention a psychologist's appointment and a meeting to plan a Halloween astronomy event -- I will also have to deal with the anxiety levels from screwing up an obligation.

So, seriously. After dinner, I want to be either fine, or obviously sick enough to send an email to everyone I have to talk to on Monday telling them that we will have to reschedule. Or even settling for Monday morning.

Just pick something! At this point, I don't care what as long as a couple of days' bed rest can fix it.

-- Yrs,

Rebecca