Sick Days

I've been home from work for the past two days with a urinary tract infection. Here's what I've learned:

1. There are so many random things on television. Yesterday I watched about 2 straight hours of a game show on Discovery called "Cash Cab." Strangely addicting.
2. Cipro is a strong antibiotic. I haven't eaten a full meal in over two days. Maybe I'll win the most weight lost in one week at Weight Watchers tomorrow. Lookin' for a silver lining here.
3. I still cry like a baby when I'm sick. I still think I will get every side effect of every medication. I abuse Webmd.com.
4. I truly miss the social aspects of work. Today's Knitting Day and I'm missing it. Our resident superstar Aidan has been attending knitting lately and we all bask in his glory. Poor Aidan usually spends a portion of his lunchtime guiding the rest of us through our knitting woes. I come to knitting on the short bus. I dare not work on the crucial part of my sweater at home without Aidan to rescue me if (when) I need it.
5. Certain music can make you feel better. Today I've listened to the following tunes on my iPod:
Cellophane by 7th Heaven - crushes do not die when you are ill
Amanda by Boston - nostalgic!
Chelsea Dagger by The Fratellis. Song played during Blackhawks goals this year. This one's guaranteed to induce happiness.
Trapped in Your Lies by Godhead. Their best song ever.
Sweet Child 'O Mine by Guns 'N Roses. The nostalgia thing again.
Chicken Huntin' by Insane Clown Posse. Very un-PC lyrics, but catchy. Thanks, Mason, for introducing me and Bock to this one.
Get On Your Boots by U2. Everything's better with Bono.
6. I think the cats resent me being home. They will not let me nap. I'm so tired I'm delirious.