I'm sick. Ugh. I woke up from a nap on Friday not feeling great. By Saturday morning I was out of control. I thought I was getting better but I've officially gotten worse. I went to church yesterday and I couldn't stand up during the worship part because I thought I would pass out. I kept having nightmares right then and there about how embarrassing it would be if I did that...and how likely it would be too given my track record with passing out. What if the preacher said through the mic 'is she okay? Let's say a quick prayer for her.' How mortifying. Luckily it didn't happen!
I have a tiny fever, 99.0. My regular body temp is between 96-97 so that's a high temp for me. I did have the worst sore throat in the whole wide world but that's actually feeling a touch better. I have a horrible stopped up nose yet I have to blow it 100 times a day. And don't even think about getting good sleep at night. I've taken a whole box of DayQuil. I'm never good at knowing what to take. I just texted Scott to send him on a mission to go find me something different. DayQuil isn't working. I think I'm about to call my boss and let her know I can't come in tomorrow. I'm pretty sure I'm not going to be feeling any better. Boo. I hate being sick.
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