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I had been struggling for a couple of weeks. Extreme headaches and extra fatigue on top of the usual insomnia.
I spent today feeling guilty for being so lazy and lethargic. Yet no matter how bad I felt about my slothfullness, I could not pull my seemingly heavy body out of bed or fight the pain of my throbbing head.
Then it hit me all at once. I suddenly got really cold, and my stomach decided to stage a revolt. The fever hit me and my lungs attacked my throat with violent waves. The aches and the ick took over. And I have to be to court tomorrow/today for a ticket from the MUNI vultures.
I am hungry, but nearly loose it when I look at food. My head won't let me sleep. I don't want to take a nyquil for fear of not being able to wake. But at this rate, I will not be able to wake anyways.
I will win the war, but it seems not without suffering some heavy losses.
I spent today feeling guilty for being so lazy and lethargic. Yet no matter how bad I felt about my slothfullness, I could not pull my seemingly heavy body out of bed or fight the pain of my throbbing head.
Then it hit me all at once. I suddenly got really cold, and my stomach decided to stage a revolt. The fever hit me and my lungs attacked my throat with violent waves. The aches and the ick took over. And I have to be to court tomorrow/today for a ticket from the MUNI vultures.
I am hungry, but nearly loose it when I look at food. My head won't let me sleep. I don't want to take a nyquil for fear of not being able to wake. But at this rate, I will not be able to wake anyways.
I will win the war, but it seems not without suffering some heavy losses.
