under the weather

You know you're under the weather when...

• you can't take your temperature accurately because when you close your mouth around the thermometer, you can no longer breathe because your nose is so stuffed up
• you have to go around your small-ish house and pick up piles of used tissues gathered on the floor next to your couch & bed
  
• you have gone through 1.5 boxes of tissues and 1.5 roles of toilet paper in one weekend
• you're met by a teammate at the front door as you're leaving for work in the morning who says with a concerned look on their face, "are you okay? you look awful!"
• you skip church because you're afraid that seeing as you're already kind of the center of attention because you're white, you figure your productive cough and nose blowing might just render your brothers and sisters worship-less if you showed up
• you refrain from eating Jelly Belly's and drinking gin & tonics in addition to pretty much everything else because you can't taste anything beyond the generic "salty" and "sweet"
• you bring all of the small pillows from the couches and add them behind your pillow on your bed to prop yourself up in order to breathe at night
• you are reluctant to roll over in bed at night because you're sure that as soon as you do you'll be thrown into a coughing fit
• your work at the health center is limited to however long the tissue stash you brought will last you
  

Have I succeeded in making you feel really sorry for me? You shouldn't really, because none of these things have anything to do with living in Uganda/Africa or being a missionary or anything. I just couldn't think of anything else to write about since I obviously haven't been out of the house in 2 days except of course to use the bathroom and go and get meds from the Myhre's.