I’m not coughing as much today — that’s something. And I don’t feel as achey. But it’s still a struggle to get up and get some water out of the fridge. I’ll try to eat something but then I’ll lose interest. A friend told me to order a couple of quarts of chicken soup, but I haven’t touched it since it was delivered last night. I slept for 12 hours straight, if you want to call it that. Illness is a jailer. It’s incredibly boring to just lie here, but at the same time I can’t seem to make myself do anything else. Even watching a film seems too demanding.
On top of everything else the thought of not posting anything is terrifying. My whole life rests upon this daily endeavor.
The last time I felt this weak and poisoned was when I caught a fever during Sundance ’08, and it took a major Herculean effort to force myself to sit up and write something about the death of poor Heath Ledger, whom I knew very slightly.
“So sorry you’re ill,” a friend has written. “Drink gallons of water. Try and get high alkaline water. It kills bacteria in the system. Whole Foods will have Essence water 9.5 or Essentia water 10. Pavilions has Alkaline water 8.5. And in the mainstream Fiji is the best high alkaline at about 7.5. It will cleanse, purify and clean out your entire system. Gallons! (At least buy distilled water if you can’t get alkaline.)
“Also buy Oscilloccinum a.k.a. Oscillo at any big drugstore — CVS, Walgreens, Duane Reade. It’s French — a dissolvable capsule under the tongue that’s loaded with anti-flu homeopathic meds. It really is an awesome immune booster. Not cheap but worth every penny. I’ve survived dozens of film festivals taking it. Flush out the pathogens and boost the immunes and you’ll cut this thing in half.”