I'm in Waterloo for the week as you know and well, every time I'm here I get ill. I contract some horribly fascinating disease that is only attracted to my specific immune system. I should be that person studied for how different environments effect immunity. I'm that bubble child.
Approximately 72 hours after I arrived back in Canada's technology triangle I started feeling it. Oh yes, the heavy congestion, the wheezy breathing, the stuffed up nose, the intense weight in the chest, the ball in the throat. Ah, the signs of a head cold and an ENT infection.
It's like the world mocks me when I arrive back here. It infects me with an incurable disease, I lose my watcard, everything is expensive, and I have the constant reminder that I am no longer a student and that when the first years this year were born, I was in grade 1. GRADE 1!
Ugh.
It probably does not help that I drink heavily each time I'm here and participate in drinking games that require you to drink out of a communal bowl of beer.
Ah... perhaps its more lifestyle than environmental. A revelation has occurred.
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