Pushing your limits

I am surrounded by sneezes, sickness and snot. I am at work with the illness in an office that could double as a petri dish and I drive to a drafty domain every night with more of ubiquitous unhealth.

So I question why I stay resilient to the rhinovirus.

For the heck of health of me, I cannot figure it out.

I like to sit on the floor in front of my couch with my dogs.

I like to drink. A lot.

I like to not wear a jacket in the winter and do stuff outside.

All I can think of is that I am constantly pushing at my limits so as my immune anatomy is freakishly high for Picornaviridae. Whether I know it or not.

So you could read this. It may help. Or this. It may help, too.

I also know that mental state also has a great deal to do with your imperviousness to the ickies.

My level of apathy to whatever it is that makes me resistant is off the charts, really. I question because I want to help. You can just call me Alice of the ailments.