{"id":291,"date":"2006-03-29T10:46:43","date_gmt":"2006-03-29T14:46:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2006\/03\/29\/a-friendly-reminder-of-the-real-me\/"},"modified":"2006-03-29T10:46:43","modified_gmt":"2006-03-29T14:46:43","slug":"a-friendly-reminder-of-the-real-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2006\/03\/29\/a-friendly-reminder-of-the-real-me\/","title":{"rendered":"A Friendly Reminder of the Real Me"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Four days later and I’m still sick. Cough, cough.<\/P>
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Isn’t it funny how the minor ailments are the ones we piss and moan about the most? I mean, I had some fairly complicated and scary surgeries between the ages of 18 and 20, and I had all of my wisdom teeth pulled out in my early 30’s. In both cases I just dealt with the discomfort and fears (I suppose the painkillers helped).<\/P>
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But give me a paper cut or a simple cold and I’m back to being 7 years old. Living alone I’ve forgotten how pathetic (for a lack of a better word) I become when I’m uncomfortable. My house guest Sunday\/Monday reminded me in spades, though. He was my roommate from 1990 – 1995 and got to see the best and worst of me. Over and over again. <\/P>
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And this past weekend Jeff was sweetly accommodating in bringing my cereal bowl back to the kitchen sink for me and sitting on the uncomfortable chair so I could lay on the sofa wrapped in a blanket while we watched Lifetime for hours on end. Though, truth be told, he loves Lifetime and discovered the non-stop Golden Girls and Nanny reruns himself while flipping channels.<\/P>
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But the situation did prompt us to reminisce about the good (and not-so-good) ole’ days. We do have some great memories of our days in and just after college. How time flies.<\/P>
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Anyway, I managed to scrounge up some cyber-sympathy from Mike last night so I’ll have to see who I can get more sympathy from today. I’ve not spoken to my parents since Sunday – perhaps it’s their turn?
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