The last thing I really remember was wanting to write something exceptionally witty on the Groupon Superbowl commercial for Twitter.  This was to prove: my ability to write short wonderful retweeted things, show my disdain for Groupon (yes I got the intended joke just didn’t find it funny) and destined to make me famous.  Ha!

You know the one about going to the doctor perfectly healthy and two days later….I went for routine blood tests (fine) and even had the doctor check my lungs as I’m weird that way (fine.)

Two days later I began coughing.  And coughing.  And have never coughed so much in my life.   Only it’s not from my lungs it’s from my diaphragm which is getting such a great workout I could barely get out of bed.

In the past three days I’ve had the time to re-evaluate my life.  I kept telling myself I was sick and everything was under a cold/flu haze but still.  There are times that I feel as if I’m intellectually dying here.  I don’t miss the ice or the grit (not that cities are anymore) but I miss being able to walk 24/7.  I miss stores that assume you want delivery.  I miss great take out.  OK I would kill for good chicken in the pot and I don’t eat chicken.    I miss classes that I can take or not take.  I miss dark haired people like me who constantly question everything.

I can’t live a virtual life.  It’s just not me.

I miss saying no to dinners and sometimes saying yes.  I miss not having to make elaborate plans to do just about anything.

I don’t understand the South’s hatred of public transportation.  It’s ironic because so many of the homeless began with jobs but their cars died and it spiraled from there.  Don’t they understand that economic growth happens to areas that are prepared and being prepared includes public transportation?

I know I’m feeling better tonight and will probably be feeling almost healed tomorrow, but I so miss feeling part of a community.  I’m the different one here.  And no I’m not going to change my religion, change my politics, change my belief that we have free will, and sometimes that leads us to great places and other times not so great ones but it’s always our choice. (Which is going to be at odds with somethings I write for Psychology Today but I’m writing the different sides of me.)

Well it’s Thursday and I ventured the few blocks to “town” today.  I was hot.  I was cold.  I couldn’t wait to get back home and into bed.

If I bring two shopping bags with me, am I bringing one for show?  I always wonder about this as they put all the groceries into one bag though I always ask for them to use both or let me do the packing.  For once one bag left me breathless and I had to stop in the middle of the walk home and redistribute everything.  The bags felt weightless.

Before I grocery shopped, I spoke to the pharmacist I have a not so secret crush on who told me to keep drinking liquids, and agreed with me that going to the doctor was iffy.  For some reason the coastal part of Horry County is the hardest hit by the flu.

When Eldon drives me to the doctor he waits outside so he can laugh at all the people who come out while waiting to have a cigarette break–as they’re coughing.  I think that’s the reason.

The newspaper says it’s because we get so many tourists but I’m from New York and have never seen such a virulent outbreak.  And if you don’t have a tissue or something that will pass for one, cough on your elbow.  Thanks.  Signed a public service announcement!

I am feeling better.  Actually have an appetite–the one thing I liked about this was not eating!

I’m back to liking the South!  Just need some down home NY cooking, and some New Yorkers!!!!!  CLo and W, my former landlords, here, are coming in three weeks.  Let me go as I’m beginning to babble!

Friday: It’s raining again.  Yesterday was the first day since last Sunday it didn’t rain and before that I can’t remember.  It feels as if it’s been raining forever.  I’m bored but I’m still sick.  My sinuses are still clogged.  I don’t think I will need the newest version of my will because of this but you never know.

Tomorrow begins a spate of warmer sunny days.  Please, please!!!  I moved here thinking the weather while still cool in winter was decent.  Then every winter has been “the coldest winter anybody can remember.”  Tired of that.  Tired of people who don’t believe in climate change.  If they don’t believe the industrial revolution and everything that happened after was enough to foul the air and….They deserve the ramifications.  The rest of us don’t.  Let me go before I lose my last two friends or something.