On not being able to speak, eat, or enjoy 62 Degrees.
for the last 3 days now i've had whats been called, a sore throat, strepp, mono, or a viral infection.
at the moment the only one thats officially ruled out is strepp. i guess thats good.
in an hour or so im going to get blood work for mono. i really fucking hope thats negative as well. the last thing i need is to have to try and make up a months worth of school work. espicially since the marking period ends tommarow.
-i cant even enjoy food. for the first few days id atleast try to swallow things. Sure it felt like someone was punching the back of my throat with a sledgehamer but at least i was eatng something tasty. but at this point ive really lost my appetite. my neck is swollen on the right side, and my uvula(that punching bag thing in the back of yr mouth) is the size of a grape. im probably gonna be stuck on a applesauce and yogurt diet.
-but really the worst thing is the fact that its 60 degrees outside, and i cant enjoy it. During the winter Sarah and I both planned for months on how we'd wnjoy the first few weeks of spring, and now im stuck here, and she's swamped with schoolwork. i was suppose to see her today from 3:30-4:00, but Paris has decided im too contagious, and it wouldnt be safe for her to be here. I feel like the goddamn Bubble boy. i know sarah's been stressed as hell lately, and me being sick isnt helping. the most difficult thing is listenign to her talk about all the things that are stressing her out, while im stuck in bed.
at the moment the only one thats officially ruled out is strepp. i guess thats good.
in an hour or so im going to get blood work for mono. i really fucking hope thats negative as well. the last thing i need is to have to try and make up a months worth of school work. espicially since the marking period ends tommarow.
-i cant even enjoy food. for the first few days id atleast try to swallow things. Sure it felt like someone was punching the back of my throat with a sledgehamer but at least i was eatng something tasty. but at this point ive really lost my appetite. my neck is swollen on the right side, and my uvula(that punching bag thing in the back of yr mouth) is the size of a grape. im probably gonna be stuck on a applesauce and yogurt diet.
-but really the worst thing is the fact that its 60 degrees outside, and i cant enjoy it. During the winter Sarah and I both planned for months on how we'd wnjoy the first few weeks of spring, and now im stuck here, and she's swamped with schoolwork. i was suppose to see her today from 3:30-4:00, but Paris has decided im too contagious, and it wouldnt be safe for her to be here. I feel like the goddamn Bubble boy. i know sarah's been stressed as hell lately, and me being sick isnt helping. the most difficult thing is listenign to her talk about all the things that are stressing her out, while im stuck in bed.