{"id":27,"date":"2005-02-08T13:08:13","date_gmt":"2005-02-08T17:08:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/02\/08\/the-wimp\/"},"modified":"2005-02-08T13:08:13","modified_gmt":"2005-02-08T17:08:13","slug":"the-wimp","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2005\/02\/08\/the-wimp\/","title":{"rendered":"The Wimp"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a1633'><\/a><\/p>\n<p><P>I&#8217;m so pathetic. I woke up yesterday morning with a slight sore throat. But by mid-morning, my body ached so bad that I could barely move. I ended up leaving work and going home around 1PM. <\/P><br \/>\n<P>As the afternoon went on, the aching feeling was so strong that even sitting was painful. I mean, when I laid down on the sofa, my back hurt because of the pressure from the soft cushion. Even my fingers ached when I tried grabbing a glass of water.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>In total, I laid on the sofa (mostly asleep) from 2PM until 10:30PM. Then I went to bed and stayed there until 10:30AM (12 hours &#8211; a lot for me). Since then, I&#8217;ve gone back to the sofa and rested some more. Matt thinks I have strep so I&#8217;ve called my doctor and am going tomorrow at 12:20PM.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>But it all just makes me feel like a wimp. I mean, I&#8217;m not vomitting (in fact, I&#8217;m not even nauseous). And when I consider what my niece and Regina are going through, I feel guilty for bitching about my petty sypmtoms.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>To make matters worse, there is nothing on television today because&nbsp;ALL local networks are only airing the New England Patriot&#8217;s Victory Parade&#8230;commercial free, no less! UGH<\/P><br \/>\n<P>&nbsp;<\/P><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m so pathetic. I woke up yesterday morning with a slight sore throat. But by mid-morning, my body ached so bad that I could barely move. I ended up leaving work and going home around 1PM. As the afternoon went on, the aching feeling was so strong that even sitting was painful. I mean, when [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":74,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/74"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}