bitterdiva

The dunny is mocking me

It's the summer and I'm ill. One of the worst things in the world is to be sick in the summer, but thankfully, it hasn't been too hot. It could be exhaustion from the dirty hippy weekend, but I'm sick as a dog. I haven't been able to sleep longer than three hours at a stretch. Nothing's working for me. I have tomorrow afternoon and friday off and it looks like I'm going to be spending my long weekend in the sick house.

I went this morning for more bloodwork, testing me for Hep A,B, & C. It's extremely scary if you start to think of the probabilty. What if I do have Hep, have I infected anyone, was I infected by someone else, am I going to die? I'm a neurotic person to begin with, but compounding unknown illness with neurosis is like combining angel dust and deuling pistols.

I'm sitting at my desk with all my toys talking to me, hallucinating, and sneezing. I should have, would have taken today off but felt guilty with the vacation days I'm going to be taking. Right now, I'm dreaming of crawling under the pile of clothes on my bed, pulling the covers over me and watching Harry Potter.

09:27 AM

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Posted by: texasyankee at June 23, 2004 11:49 AM

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