I hate that my family never believes that I’m sick. Maybe it’s because I’m sick so often and when I am, I usually take the maximum number of days needed off of school. I woke up Monday morning and told my mom that I wasn’t feeling well. I can’t recall exactly what she said, but it was probably along the lines of (and with a very sardonic tone) “Let me guess. You’re going to miss school.” Well, yes. That was what I was planning, but I never want to admit that. I feel that it is always better to have people tell you that you look deathly ill rather than to tell them that you feel deathly ill. That way you can say that it was their idea. Otherwise, you end up sounding like a pathetic weakling who takes the day off every time your nose runs…. Which is what my sister called me when I asked her to get my homework for me. Honestly, you’d think that she could just help out a bit? Noooo, she just has to be like, “Max. You’re pathetic. I’m going to walk away now and be a total jerk to you all day because I don’t believe that you’re actually sick even though your nose is running hard enough to produce power for the entire Western New York region.”
I can’t see why they wouldn’t take me seriously. Just the day before I had woken up complaining that I wasn’t feeling well. Since nobody in my family believed me, I basically had to embellish a lot. “My head really hurts.” — “My nose is killing me.” — “I don’t think I can go to school.” I can never say I AM NOT GOING TO SCHOOL. I typed up some notes for my teachers to write homework on and gave them to my sister. She just called me pathetic again and left. I ended up having to go with my sister and mom to school so I could pick up my homework. When I went back out to the car, my mom and I needed to go straight to the clinic for my mom’s appointment. I waited in the waiting room, trying to distract myself from my extreme discomfort by watching the news on the TV.
I was a little happier when we got home because I would be able to watch Ellen and Martha. Monday was going to be Ellen’s LIVE Post-Emmy show. Her first LIVE shoe EVER. So when I saw that on her website, I was pretty excited. My excitement turned to frustration, however, when the show did not start for five minutes and instead the Channel 2 logo stayed fixed to the screen. My frustration worsened when I found out that something was dreadfully wrong because OHHHMYGOSH IT WAS A RERUN WHAT THE HECK. I called Channel 2 up and they told me that they were having engineering problems. Can you believe it? On the day that I was sick? The nerve.
I’d like to end this on a slightly happier note and say that I did get to watch Martha. And Channel 2 played the LIVE Ellen show the next day. And I was sick then, too, so I got to watch it. So there.