So out of freaking nowhere, sinus problems attack me like it's the Sinus Apocalypse. Friday night I was perfectly fine, I was laughing with friends, all that good stuff. Now, I can't breathe through my nose, it won't choose between stuffy or runny, my face hurts from the cheeks up, because of my nose I have to breathe through my mouth so now my lips are chapped, my throat hurts when I eat or drink(I guess it's a plus that I'll lose weight).. This isn't fair. I'm finally all happy after a crapload of crap happens, then I get sick AND it's getting colder outside as of Monday. No matter how much Benadryl or Zyrtec you take, nothing helps.
My emotions are telling me to get up and do stuff, and my body is telling me to just stay in bed until everything passes. I'm also supposed to be participating in National Novel Writing Month, but I have friggin' writers block. I haven't written any today, so tomorrow I have to get around 7,776 words to stay on track to reach the 50,000 at the end of the month. I have an epic new haircut, but because of this horrid sickness, I just want to lay in bed with my hair up and not talk to human beings. It's pretty crazy, but I now think twice about moving to reply to texts. All I do is lay in bed, ingest medicine, and ask my mom to change to the next disc of Lost when I finish one. Just so you know, I have all 6 seasons. But so I don't miss anything and fall asleep in the middle of a disc, I put in one of the discs of the 7 seasons of Gilmore Girls. I don't even understand how a person gets to this level of patheticness. I'm just going to blame my friend A, I went to her party Friday night and I never go to parties and she knew that.
Oh, I also have a physics/chemistry chapter review to do as well as American history terms for the makeup tests I have to take on Monday that I missed from being sick.
I do not appreciate this sickness. I really don't. I would go punch someone in the face, but I'm too busy laying in bed watching Lost to do that. Ugh.
My emotions are telling me to get up and do stuff, and my body is telling me to just stay in bed until everything passes. I'm also supposed to be participating in National Novel Writing Month, but I have friggin' writers block. I haven't written any today, so tomorrow I have to get around 7,776 words to stay on track to reach the 50,000 at the end of the month. I have an epic new haircut, but because of this horrid sickness, I just want to lay in bed with my hair up and not talk to human beings. It's pretty crazy, but I now think twice about moving to reply to texts. All I do is lay in bed, ingest medicine, and ask my mom to change to the next disc of Lost when I finish one. Just so you know, I have all 6 seasons. But so I don't miss anything and fall asleep in the middle of a disc, I put in one of the discs of the 7 seasons of Gilmore Girls. I don't even understand how a person gets to this level of patheticness. I'm just going to blame my friend A, I went to her party Friday night and I never go to parties and she knew that.
Oh, I also have a physics/chemistry chapter review to do as well as American history terms for the makeup tests I have to take on Monday that I missed from being sick.
I do not appreciate this sickness. I really don't. I would go punch someone in the face, but I'm too busy laying in bed watching Lost to do that. Ugh.
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