Malaise n. - (via wikipedia) a feeling of general discomfort or uneasiness, an “out of sorts” feeling, often the first indication of an infection or other disease. Often defined in medicinal research as a “general feeling of being unwell”.
Colloquially, malaise has been referred to as “the creeping crud.”
Word. The ”creeping crud” is real and it sucks. And I’m pretty sure its contagious. Having been long afflicted with the strong and permanent urge to stay under the bed covers and cry, I consider myself a professional on this topic. I consider myself a professional re: very few things.
I tell my obgyn about this once per year for the last oh, ten years, because my general blue-ness gets like BLACK during weeks 3-4 of each month. My doc thinks I’m uppity. He wishes it was the ’40s and he could diagnose me with some bullshit “women’s illness.” Maintaining this relationship, I explain to him, is part of my general malaise. “I hate you but I’m too depressed to change.”
Anyway, everyone around here seems to have it. Except Maddie who has a permanently sunny disposition. It sucks to be down and see someone else who is down too. Then you are like exponentially useless.
I keeping thinking of the folks that I love who are down and wishing they could feel better. Hang in there guys. The crud’s gotta want a break sooner or later.
