This past week was sort of my deciding factor whether my body could handle itself, and sure enough, it did well. I mean, I really wasn't afraid for my life, but sometimes, I wanted to cry, and did, just because all the crap I had to go through. I was basically bed-stricken with fevers ranging from my normal low 97 to a very high 101. My throat has swollen beyond all fathomable believe, making eating super difficult. Basically, I'm stuck to an all liquid diet or soft foods (as I had some eggs this morning). Not only am I limited to what I can eat, everything tastes BLAH! My taste buds are shot and won't be coming back until this is all over, hopefully, I really like tasting things.
I am home now. Back in the loving care of my Mom and Dad, who are trying to keep me comfortable to eating. Even here things aren't picture perfect, last night I got out of the top bunk of my brother's and my bunk bed like 3 or 4 times just to go out and get a glass of water, down it, and climb back up to bed. Eventually, I just went to the couch which is so much easier, although less comfortable. Eh, but I'm sick, things aren't supposed to be like, "happy, happy"
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My mom is gonna cut my hair today, so I need to go take a shower... Eh.
++current mood:
tired++current music: My Standard Break From Life//The Alkaline Trio
1 comment:
Well I guess I'm glad you're not dying in me anymore! lol. yeah sorry about your fever and stuff. I had a fever of 103.something when I had mono and no lie I really felt like dying. lol. I'm like ok I'm done...kill me now!!!! And I'm also ecstatic to hear that you finally got your hair cut! yay! anyways...I miss you...u left me here in a crapload of drama and you're not here to cut yourself with me! (sad face) and you're missing sexual orientation lectures! lol. anyways I'll stop ranting now. miss you!!
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