I’m going into the third day of being sick. I got up this morning at 6am, took medicine, drank loads of coffee, and was determined to go to work. I’m about out of my mind with boredom, and I want to scream! I can’t scream though because I’m sick and I can’t even talk. Todd said that I should be going to bed early because I will want to sleep a lot. This is not the case. I cannot go to sleep at night. When I do fall asleep, it is short-lived because I just want to get up at like 6-7am. My usual ritual of hitting snooze 10 times and falling back into happy dreamland is gone. Now, I wake up and feel nasty and want to take medicine. Then I’m thirsty. Then I resume feeling nasty and want to shower. Going back to sleep won’t happen, especially after I take medicine because it has wacky stuff in it that makes me unable to sleep. So its 8:28 am. I’ve already determined that I can’t go to work because my nose is like a sink, I am coughing 62% of the time I breathe, and I’m having these sneezing fits that often causes mucous to involuntarily project itself out of my mouth or nose across the room. At least it is something to amuse me. Aghh. Bedtime is far away. Its going to be a long day, trapped in this cave, I can’t even enjoy sunshine. I want some hot cheetos and icecream, I know that isn’t healthy. I don’t care.
Looks good – now you should work on Eat It and Love It!
Oh yeah p as I’m tuping this, my font is white on a white background so it might be full of mistakes.