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[classydoll17]

checklist:

fever
chills
headache
the breed that kills when I look peripherally
a cough that allows me to feel my meninges to the fullest extent
congestion
anvil
pressure
nausea
fatigued beyond my worst dreams
every muscle is in agony.
neck, back, head.

I feel like death about now.

But I had a deadline to meet, and then I came back home to battle this beast out.
I hate that I had to cancel my lesson.
And Dad won't let me go to dance tonight
because I'm running a fever
But I really don't think I would be able to handle it anyways.
I hate how illness has a way of stripping away virtually all dignity and energy.
I'm a fighter; I'm not used to having to surrender.
The cells in my body are just saying "no".

I apologize to anyone who had to cross me this morning.
I've never been more delirious at school, and this is making a statement.
Thought absorption was pretty much nil, so I'm sorry if I came across as completely and utterly incompetent.  (I was)

Dad is bringing home NyQuil after work and I've probably never been more excited.  I can't sleep.  I've tried; I need it, but it just won't come.

I pray your afternoon is a better one.