The Kissing Disease

Hello, and welcome to the latest update on Kassi’s current health condition: MONO BABY! Today we’ll be discussing the how, what, and why of this perfectly-timed onset of a virus aimed at disrupting schedules and lives everywhere.  In a poem, or a song if you’re so inclined to sing it.  (Warning: some whining may be included in the publishing of this blog.)

By the way, latest pet peeve: my dinosaur computer (Dell Inspiron 1521 model, for the techy-friends) has no knowledge of what it means to CONNECT TO THE WI-FI at this fine coffee shop establishment I made a special trip to visit today… hence why I’m writing a blog instead of doing my statistics homework. Argh!

If I had a motto word for today, it would be ANGSTY.

Here it goes:

On a rainy day, just like today

I wandered up the brick-layed Mall

Headed to the infamous

Student Health- the bane of all.

Armed with homework, books and lists

I wandered in, aware

Once I set foot, I wouldn’t be free

For hours- but my time, sure, I’ll share.

There I sat, pricked and prodded

Awaiting the results

Thinking, “No big deal! Just an infection…

“Or a cold, some health protection.”

And yet, to no avail.

Handed a pamphlet and sent on my way,

I called my mom to say,

“Your eldest daughter is contaminated

Sentenced to a diet of soup and vegetation…

Lame movies, sleep and liquids are recommended.”

The what is easily explained:

Mono, ‘the kissing disease’, is a throat inflamed

Fevers, body aches and intense fatigue

Exhaustion that’d put anyone out of their league.

And the how?  Well, not so easy

You see, this little lady has been anything but ‘sleazy’

No boyfriends, no kissin’ for quite awhile

But I am guilty for swapping a taste for a smile,

So ‘share-rs’ beware, listen to this mono scare

Having this virus just ain’t fair.

Why?  Oh why, oh why, oh why

What I’ve concluded is that this is a test

Of my ability, my time management and patience to rest

A season to lay low, sleep and study

Occasionally whine, and go see a buddy.

But more than that, I feel this could be

A passing onset of what could NOT be

For our health is our lifeblood, powers our energy

And for me, I know, I’m not joining the clergy,

No… I NEED MOVEMENT! BUSY-NESS! TIME! ELATION!

I desire enjoyment to the fullest of this fine creation!

Nothing will slow me down, not mono or illness

I refuse to be delayed on this interesting path of success.

So, there’s my story, finely put

Angsty I write this, but by golly

I’ll put my mouth over my foot

And likely do the things I shouldn’t

In the condition of a sickly student…

I have things to do, and my time is prudent!