When Bad Things Happen to Good People

This post is a direct result of my current illness, but I am feeling the need to vent in some way, shape or form. It just so happens that I'm sick...yet again...this coming off of having pneumonia about a month and a half ago...and it couldn't come at a worse time. When I was sick most recently, it was during a week when I had plans pretty much every day. Some will say that it is for that reason that I got sick in the first place (my mom, my dad, some friends) as they say that I am wearing my body down by partying too much. Partying is a bit strong, but I do like to go out when I can. I feel that it keeps me young and energized and allows me to experience things that I may have not been doing for the past couple of years...for whatever reason.

Needless to say, I was so pissed when this happened. I had plans to visit girls I used to work with at my old job - who I haven't seen in several months. I had to miss Live Band karaoke...which at the time, had become (and remains) my favorite thing to do every week. And to top it off, a friend was having a BBQ that I had been looking forward to for the past couple of weeks. In summary, I was missing out on a lot of good times.

And now we move to present day. I start to feel awful on Tuesday. Can't breath because my smart ass decided to run 4 miles at noon on a humid day when I never ever go running to begin with and apparently caused inflammation of my chest wall and rib cage. Awesome. I had to leave work early and miss a movie night with a friend. Fine. Next day, I have the pleasure of being my mom's biggest cheerleader as she speaks in front of 500 people at PNC Bank Arts Center, and after arriving at work around 10 I realize that I have uncontrollable shivers. I leave work early again to get home and find out I have 103.6 fever (highest of my life) and I will have to cancel dinner plans and an evening of comedy at The Stress Factory because I'm practically dying.

Turns out I have some random virus and will be fine; however, I will be missing karaoke YET AGAIN this week (and that was after taking off the past 2 weeks). You can imagine my frustration. AND..my friends are having a BBQ that I have been looking forward to since I got the Facebook invite more than a month ago. All I wanted to do was play volleyball all day and now I will be doing nothing of the sort. So pissed!

So what's the moral of this story? No matter how nice of a person you are, you are still prone to unfortunate events and bad timing in general. I know, I know. This isn't fair and you more than likely feel angry and hurt when situations like this make their way into your life. I say to just shake them off. You can't help how sick you get...unless you are actively not taking care of yourself, eating like crap and doing some sort of crazy drugs that will lead you down this path. These things happen. All you can do is get better and hope that you don't get sick again for a very, very long time.

Thoughts, comments, suggestions? I'm all ears everyone.