I hate being ill. Like some inutile vegetable lying on the bed harboring hopes of having a speedy recovery. Woke up to a very very bad sore throat and cough after the massive party of JUICE 7th Anniversary bash at Euphoria MOS and just realized they didn’t do a H1N1 check just like all events have now.
Maybe I’m just thinking too much.
Took a very drowsy cough medicine and then fell to a deep slumber. The next thing I know upon waking up was that I was having a terrible headache with various parts of my body aching like crap and feeling extremely warm. Almost like I was emitting heat during winter wtf.
Just dragged myself to a nearby clinic and it was confirmed that I was diagnosed with very high fever. Medicine. The last time I ever consumed them was eons ago. Unsightly yellow, pink, white, black and orange pills and syrups are staring back at me now. FML
Boyfie and my close pals were extremely worried… and mom, godmom and the rest of the folks were kinda dramatizing it. Like H1N1 causes death and is very very fatal or something, do I look like I’m in the dark about this raging epidemic?
FUCKIN LAW OF ATTRACTION SAYS TO REMAIN POSITIVE AND YES, PLEASE TELL ME I’LL BE FINE.
I want to continue waking up with a smile
I want to continue swearing & laughing it off with my buddies.
I want to continue living my colorful life of black & white.
I want to be well again. I hate sounding like a wussy but Christ, I’m scared! A gurl just died recently of H1N1 and she was just having a normal flu. omg
Trying desperately to sleep but I’m so restless
and feeling so weak