I'm sick and cannot create coherent thoughts. I slept for like almost two hours today after classes. I went to work and Belinda sent me home after she saw me, and said I looked terrible.

Now to write a paper?

"Are you alright? You look sick ( Read more... )

Zoloft makes me feel exhausted. The kind of exhausted where the marrow in your bones feels heavy. Where the back of your skull feels like it's being drilled open ( Read more... )

I love the Cough-up-as-much-Shit-as-you-can-so-you-don't-get-Bronchitis game.

Everything feels like it's five feet away. I don't feel like I'm even in my own body, or in my head. I feel disoriented, dizzy and tired. My eyes were aching and shutting them felt so good I just tried to "nap" or close my eyes whenever I could. It's not necessarily pain, I don't know even if I'm registering sensory input properly (at least not ( Read more... )

I signed up to do "construction" today from 8 til 4. Leif said she'd call me if they didn't plan on being there that early. I got there on time after maneuvering around the detours downtown for the marathon and parade. No one was there until Denise showed up at nine thirty. She showed me what to do when you open, even though I wasn't there to ( Read more... )

This morning when I woke up and felt like total shit before my 8am biology class, I didn't drag myself there and make myself endure the lecture on too little sleep for my body ( Read more... )

I have bronchitis.

It sucks.

If it weren't for Kyle I wouldn't have seen a doctor or gotten medication.