edenkitty

grah... i am sick. I hate being sick, it's never fun. If I could call in sick and not actually be sick.. well that would rock my socks.. BUT NO! I'm sick. here's the breakdown *not that it matters*

Monday evening.. my nose itches.
Tuesday morning.. I'm gonna die... go away
Wednesday morning... dr. appointment = sinus infection.
Wednesday night... meds and feeling ok
Thursday morning... i feel human
Thursday afternoon... work, feeling less than fine.
Friday morning... I'm dead already leave me the fuck alone, turn of the lights, phones, and cats.

---- I called the doctor. he says "take your medicine. plenty of rest." Mind you, he didn't tell me to rest on wednesday. Bastid. Makes me wonder, I felt great yesterday, why does today have to suck so much. oh yeah, didn't go to work today. someone else DESPERATLEY wanted my hours. Same story on Tuesday.

Do you realize it's only a few days till christmas.. 8 in fact. I have all my presents left to buy etc. I am worried beyond worried. Being sick is truly not helping matters.


so I would say Moog, leave me alone. but I'm to nice.. so moog, be on your merry way.