Why is it that when you have a plan
to get a lot of things done and you have the time to do it,
you get sick?
I was planning on doing a lot of things this week,
but it seems it was not meant to be.
I sleep most of the day.
My throat feels like someone shoved a razor blade down it,
and every time I swallow they give it a good twist.
A little green mucus, but no cough
and the most pathetic runny nose you've ever seen
(practically non existent).
to get a lot of things done and you have the time to do it,
you get sick?
I was planning on doing a lot of things this week,
but it seems it was not meant to be.
I sleep most of the day.
My throat feels like someone shoved a razor blade down it,
and every time I swallow they give it a good twist.
A little green mucus, but no cough
and the most pathetic runny nose you've ever seen
(practically non existent).
I'm a bit of a hypochondriac,
and think every time someone is sick
(especially me)
that they're going to die.
and think every time someone is sick
(especially me)
that they're going to die.
That's right.
Die.
Die.
I hate being sick. And since I always go a little crazy
because I never seem to know what to do and I get so worried,
I'm grateful for my Mom. I can give her a call,
she can tell me what she's told me a thousand times
over again, and makes me feel better.
because I never seem to know what to do and I get so worried,
I'm grateful for my Mom. I can give her a call,
she can tell me what she's told me a thousand times
over again, and makes me feel better.
At least I don't have to worry about
going to school or work, that's a blessing.
I can just be rest and get better, even though it
makes me feel so useless.
going to school or work, that's a blessing.
I can just be rest and get better, even though it
makes me feel so useless.
Useless I say.
But the sun is shining.
And my kitty hasn't left my side for the past three days.
And I think I'll take a nap.
And my kitty hasn't left my side for the past three days.
And I think I'll take a nap.
Maybe I won't die after all.
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