Yick
Despite all day of feeling feverish and my thermometer sticking its tongue out at me and telling me I was only 99.6, late last night it _finally_ said I broke 101. And nausea finally reared its ugly head at about three this morning. So I went to the doctor after dropping Morgan off. I'm not as tired as I was yesterday, but all the other symptoms are still around. But apparently that doesn't ring any warning bells for the doctor, who says it looks like "just" a viral infection and instructs me to "treat the symptoms." Srsly, I needed to sit in a waiting room for an hour and a half and pay $180 dollars to have you tell me that?!
The diet is on hold in the meantime because I have no appetite and I'm not sure I could exercise if I wanted to. Maybe I'll sweat off some weight, though...
The diet is on hold in the meantime because I have no appetite and I'm not sure I could exercise if I wanted to. Maybe I'll sweat off some weight, though...