I want my mommy...
Mreh. I'm sick. Sick sick sick.
And I can't sleep because I've been sleeping too much.
I go home Friday, thank god.
It would be nice to have someone here who I was close enough with that we could be there for each other as caretakers when needed...It would just be nice to have a cold hand on my fevered forehead once or twice. And a hug and rub on the back. That's all I really need. I could probably recover if I had that.
My head weighs fifty pounds, my eye sockets are burning, my neck and back are cramped in a flu-like manner, my nose is very stuffed, and my throat hurts.
I hope it's not strep. It may just be the severe crud.
And I can't skip class because I've already done that twice this semester.
And I don't want chicken noodle soup.