I'm sick today. It's been a decent interval, for me. If I could buy an immune system, I would. Anyway, I took an unrecommended amount of Motrin and got out of bed to drink some tea and pitifully read my RSS feeds, which are filled with news of the bird flu, so I'm pretty sure I've got the Avian flu and will shortly be dead, and I want to leave the world with some important questions to occupy itself with.
Why do high fevers make me laugh? It's a 50/50 chance when I have a high fever (and I get high fevers, for an adult, like 103, pretty regularly when I'm sick) that I will feel warm and happy and giggly. It's almost like a drug, THEORETICALLY.
Do spicky, garlicky things really help when you're sick, and if so, why? I have a special "knock your socks off" spicy garlic noodle recipe which I religiously make and consume with copious amounts of OJ and water when I'm ill. Even though I stay sick, I'm somehow convinced it's helping.
Does it really make that much of a damn difference to be under blankets when you have a fever? I mean is it a difference between a fever of 99 vs 102 or of 101.1 vs 101.4? Because I feel mean taking blankets away from febrile patients, and I personally put every blanket in the house over myself when I have a fever. Fevers are miserable when you're chilled. I'd like to know the data, here.
I had some more, but now I am super hungry for my garlic noodles and OJ and then I'll probably go back to bed, where I fully intend to unapologetically crank up my electric blanket even though it's 70 degrees outside.