Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Clearly, I have Ebola.
I woke up this morning feeling like death. My throat hurts, my head hurts, my skin hurts, my FUCKING HAIR hurts. I have a fever, and i kinda wish i would just die. I took a sick day today which makes me nuts. I hate wasting sick days on actually being sick.
I tried to go to work. I really did, but I couldn't stop shaking. My bones were too cold.
My beloved work friend, we shall call her Squid because that is her name, told me that she was feeling sick yesterday, but then did a bunch of things like make soup and eat lemons and tea, and so now I am trying to get up the energy to go to the store. It seems really really hard.
I am not a good sick person. I am whiny.
I might write more later.