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sick]
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Remember when you were a little kid and your parents used to take care of you when you were sick?
... I miss those days.
I haven't been able to get out of bed since i got back from Calgary on Friday. And i even spent all day Thursday at Aaron's in bed. But i've been (unsuccessfully) self-medicating for three days now with no success except for an even bigger resulting headache and a lesser inclination to get out of bed. I wish i were small again so my mommy would make me soup and feed me medicine. Instead i'm eating crap that's easily grab-able (therefore the box of chocolates in my room is problematic) and collapsing all over the place while scrounging for any sort of medication that looks consumable. I also ate about 40 halls today. Which my brother informed me is not good. But the alternative (very painful coughing) is even less pleasant. I kind of just want to sleep until my body's all healed up again. Stupid me... i jinxed myself last week by saying that i hadn't been sick yet this winter. Silly, silly me.