Sick

I woke up in the middle of the night with what I was sure to be strep throat. I was dying!! I walked into the bathroom to pee. I do it every night at 2 and 5...how old lady and annoying as crap is that? Every. single. night. All the way annoying. All the way. I decided to take my temperature because I knew I had one. Doesn't it make you mad when you're sure your fever is 101.6 but instead it's 96? So I walked back to bed and didn't fall asleep for a long while. I woke up today at noon when Scott came home for lunch. Made myself a turkey sandwich with some fruit then went straight back to bed. Woke up at 4. Showered. Watched the news. Cooked some chicken, fell asleep on the couch, woke up, made Scott take me to Sonic to get a cherry slush, and now I'm blogging. I'm about to go to bed. I'm exhausted. My body feels weak and my throat is killing me!!! I know tonight is going to be another miserable night. I'm popping in The Holiday and snuggling in bed. The Holiday is an appropriate movie for the weather I feel. It's so cold outside it's hard to catch a breath. And we usually keep our house around 69 degrees but we've got it on like, 74 because it just can't get warm enough. Wish me luck on feeling better tomorrow. Night.