So I’m still sick. Yeah, really. I finally got to the doctor yesterday. Seems my, “no fever = not really sick” theory was a load of bullshit. So I was sent home with a stack of prescriptions and directions to call back in 3 days if I wasn’t starting to feel better and to come back in 2 weeks. Note to self – it is not normal to have a “cold” that causes you to cough nonstop for over a 10 days.
Anyway, this whole sick reminded me of how I first got into online dating. And so I figured I’d tell you about that today. I hope I haven’t already written this story. My mind is good for shit, right now.
It was over 10 years ago and I’d recently been promoted to a position that paid 50% more than what I’d been earning just a year earlier. Needless to say, I took my work very seriously. I was a total workaholic and so when I got sick with what I thought was the flu, I just ignored it. I continued to go to work and work marathon days, even as I got sicker and sicker. Until finally I realized that it might be more than the flu, so I made an appt with my doctor.
I had a wicked cough. And somehow, the night before my appt with my doctor, I managed to cough so hard that I blew a hole in one of my eardrums. I have no idea how rare that it. Maybe it happens to people all of time? I had no idea what happened at the time. I was lying in bed, coughing, when suddenly I felt a sharp pain and then wet on my pillow. Yuck, TMI details. Anyway, the next morning I got myself to the doctor and walked into her office to hear (I still remember this), “You look like shit.”
I had pneumonia, with a high fever and a busted ear drum. She wanted to hospitalize me but I refused to go. So instead I agreed to 3 weeks bed rest. I’d built up the sick time, at work. It shouldn’t have been an issue. I promised to have friends take care of me, do my shopping, everything. Just to lie at home and recuperate.
So later that day I called work and explained what was going on. My boss freaked. They couldn’t live without me for 3 weeks. They asked if I would be willing to do some work from bed and since I didn’t have a laptop they offered to send one to me via messenger.
Which they did. And I ended up working from bed. With pneumonia.
As I started to get better, stronger, I started to go completely stir crazy and figured I might as well use the laptop to keep myself entertained. This was a long time ago. There really weren’t all that many entertaining things online. But there was match.com. And I was kinda desperate to start dating again. My workaholic lifestyle had taken its toll on my social life and it had been (at least) a year since my last date. So I got myself registered with match.com and within a week had found myself a new guy.
Of course, we couldn’t meet until I was feeling better. Our first date was actually at my apt (foolish of me, I know, I’d never do that now). I was still officially apt bound and he offered to come by and keep me company. And he was a total gentleman (and cuter than I’d imagined ).
Wow, that was a lot longer of a story than I thought it would be. Not a quickie. Sorry for the false advertising.
Tags: Match, Online dating, Sick, work