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Well hello kids. I am writing this from a nearly completely horizontal position because I am afraid if I move I may throw up. I'm not sure what's wrong with me... I have been coughing a little the last day or so and I woke up this morning and chugged a bottle of DayQuil to hopefully get me through the day but due to my extreme immunity to the stuff, my fever broke about three hours ago and I have been pretty much wishing I was dead since. I'm running out of tea so my throat is going to start eating me alive any minute now. I have basically no voice already and it's only the first day of whatever I have. Which makes singing pretty hard to do. Lovely! Not that I actually do any work in the studio that much. Anyway so I think I have the flu and am getting ready to pass out again once these meds kick in.
Aside from throwing up if I move in the slightest, I have been doing pretty much nothing. Except Jason hahahahaha. I am trying to quarantine myself but he is playing doctor and insistent on taking care of me. I love him for it because I am not sure I'd be so happy to take care of him if the situations were changed and he came thisclose to throwing up on me. Jk sort of. I did come close to puking on him though but thankfully made it to the bathroom on time. And he came in and held my hair back :-[ Now that is love. He even ran a bubble bath for me and filled it with salts to clear my congestion and didn't even complain once when I kept screaming to please put some cold water in cause I was too hot and then please put hot water in cause I was too cold. Maybe he should look into medical school, he is doing a fine job right now!
All joking aside though I really do love him for taking care of me because I'd probably wither alone in a complaining mess. Or just pass out in my own puke which is really attractive I know and then I'd choke on it and die or something because that's God's sense of humour with me. I am sure he will be reading this and think to himself, "Of course I will take care of you, I love you" which is even a better reason to love him. He never thinks of himself, he puts me first and I feel really selfish saying that I like that but I am sure you all know what I mean. I think of him first too, when I am shopping (would Jason like this) when I am grocery shopping (what does Jason like to eat) and things like that. He is first in my mind always, and I think that is probably the reason we have been able to stick through this as long as we have. It's not as though I ever stopped loving him, because I didn't, but that love did change. It evolved when he left and then again when he came back. Gradually we made it back to where we belong and that makes me feel really good about things.
The fever is making me talk crazy. I love you boo :-*
Gosh I'm cold again this has got to end. I wanted to force someone to let me visit them because I'm getting antsy in California but it looks like that is going to go out the window considering all I want to do is curl up and watch SVU all day long. I hope they are still showing marathons; and in a related note, why don't they have marathons of Criminal Intent? Ungh Vincent D'onofrio.
Okay pass out time bye.
Aside from throwing up if I move in the slightest, I have been doing pretty much nothing. Except Jason hahahahaha. I am trying to quarantine myself but he is playing doctor and insistent on taking care of me. I love him for it because I am not sure I'd be so happy to take care of him if the situations were changed and he came thisclose to throwing up on me. Jk sort of. I did come close to puking on him though but thankfully made it to the bathroom on time. And he came in and held my hair back :-[ Now that is love. He even ran a bubble bath for me and filled it with salts to clear my congestion and didn't even complain once when I kept screaming to please put some cold water in cause I was too hot and then please put hot water in cause I was too cold. Maybe he should look into medical school, he is doing a fine job right now!
All joking aside though I really do love him for taking care of me because I'd probably wither alone in a complaining mess. Or just pass out in my own puke which is really attractive I know and then I'd choke on it and die or something because that's God's sense of humour with me. I am sure he will be reading this and think to himself, "Of course I will take care of you, I love you" which is even a better reason to love him. He never thinks of himself, he puts me first and I feel really selfish saying that I like that but I am sure you all know what I mean. I think of him first too, when I am shopping (would Jason like this) when I am grocery shopping (what does Jason like to eat) and things like that. He is first in my mind always, and I think that is probably the reason we have been able to stick through this as long as we have. It's not as though I ever stopped loving him, because I didn't, but that love did change. It evolved when he left and then again when he came back. Gradually we made it back to where we belong and that makes me feel really good about things.
The fever is making me talk crazy. I love you boo :-*
Gosh I'm cold again this has got to end. I wanted to force someone to let me visit them because I'm getting antsy in California but it looks like that is going to go out the window considering all I want to do is curl up and watch SVU all day long. I hope they are still showing marathons; and in a related note, why don't they have marathons of Criminal Intent? Ungh Vincent D'onofrio.
Okay pass out time bye.