Hungry hungry sickos
When Iris started school, I figured she’d get colds all the time. It didn’t occur to me that she’d bring them home and give them to me. It took a whole week and a half for this to happen. By the time Iris graduates from high school, I am going to look like a patient on House. Maybe I could get her to wear a face mask to school and tote a box of latex gloves. That would be totally cool, right?
While moping around, I noticed something mildly interesting. When I have a cold, I lose the ability to tell whether I’m hungry. This morning I only knew it was time for breakfast because I heard my stomach growling. But it’s not that I lose my appetite, either. I had a bulgogi sandwich for lunch. When I finished, I felt no more or less full than before. I don’t know whether this has to do with my sense of smell being impaired or what. If anyone wants to turn it into a satiety research project, just give me a byline on the paper and 10 percent of the grant and we’re cool.
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Comment by Jon
I am experiencing a cold at the moment, and I have the exact same problem.
Posted on September 28, 2007 at 4:35 pm
Comment by heather
helloooo, this is exactly why some level of women’s brains says “yessssss…a COLD! sayonara, 5 lbs!” even while we’re all puffy, mouth-breatherish, and hoping we don’t blow a snot-bubble in front of anyone.
Posted on September 29, 2007 at 2:34 pm
Comment by mamster
And I thought I knew everything there was to know about women.
(Kidding!)
Posted on September 29, 2007 at 9:45 pm
Comment by izzy's mama
The cold/school connection is awful. Izzy brought home a cold every other week last winter, during his first year of preschool. It was hideous. Thankfully I rarely caught them.
Posted on October 2, 2007 at 5:01 am