headache, fever, and a chill...
so like many others, i came down with the flu. sol got sick as well, and at just about the same time as i did. i came down with it yesterday morning. i felt bad, but i still went to class and wrote my hebrew in class essay and then went home for a nap. i made it to english, but that's when i began feeling like shit. i skipped jazz and took my temperature. it was 100.5... it later peaked at 101.5 and i felt miserable. unlike the last time i was sick, i was not so alone. susannah came over to mother me back to health. she sat and read while i read and then layed down. it was really nice of her. i really just needed someone to care for me. i called my parents a lot yesterday and while they were somewhat comforting, they just kind of told me to push through it and that i shouldn't miss class... it really made me feel like an ass, but what can you do.
today i missed art history again. i felt like a shmuck, but i couldn't really sit up this morning. my fever seemed to break in stages, like multiple times i woke up in a cold sweat, including this morning. but then i started feeling better. i made it to psych and i caught up on my psych readings as well, so that's good. i am going to try to not miss any more class this semester, or at least not miss any more art history. i've missed 3 out of the last 4 classes... not good at all...and that's my fucking major. aye. oh well, i am determined to not let this week fuck me up too badly.
tracy is in town again. i feel bad because i'm sick so really i won't be doing heavy st. patty's partying and i know she was looking forward to that, but she'll find fun shit to do. i may end up skipping the holiday until the parade and just getting my work done and maybe even getting ahead on my work... who knows.
anyways, i'm gonna go work on my hebrew presentation.
ps- babies are beautiful creatures... as are the creatures that they grow to be.
today i missed art history again. i felt like a shmuck, but i couldn't really sit up this morning. my fever seemed to break in stages, like multiple times i woke up in a cold sweat, including this morning. but then i started feeling better. i made it to psych and i caught up on my psych readings as well, so that's good. i am going to try to not miss any more class this semester, or at least not miss any more art history. i've missed 3 out of the last 4 classes... not good at all...and that's my fucking major. aye. oh well, i am determined to not let this week fuck me up too badly.
tracy is in town again. i feel bad because i'm sick so really i won't be doing heavy st. patty's partying and i know she was looking forward to that, but she'll find fun shit to do. i may end up skipping the holiday until the parade and just getting my work done and maybe even getting ahead on my work... who knows.
anyways, i'm gonna go work on my hebrew presentation.
ps- babies are beautiful creatures... as are the creatures that they grow to be.