This is the longest I’ve been able to sit up since Tuesday. I am not entirely sure I am not hallucinating this – am I real? Are you? When I think words they appear on the screen, so clearly this can’t be real. Awesome; I’m hallucinating a blog post. Welcome to Delirious Juice Dot Com!
HAH the idiot girl downstairs who keeps trying to smoke out her windows and getting caught and in shit is now standing in a bathrobe on the sidewalk smoking a cigarette. Suck it, bitch. This is a no smoking building. I only wish it was raining.
When I cough, pieces of my lungs come up. They are gross and spongy. I do not like it. My whole body hurts, but less than yesterday – yesterday was not a good day. Today I am slightly more alive, but not by much.
I’m so dirty. I wonder if I could manage a shower later.
Ed skipped a business trip to stay home with me. I feel terrible about this, but I’d have done the same for him. Apparently I need adult supervision when I’m in the throes of horrible death flu – yesterday I had a screaming freak out because something went POP! and then I panicked because it was late and no one was around. I missed a really important phone call because I was so out of it, and since Tuesday I’ve watched 15 hours of CSI yet don’t have the foggiest idea how to commit the perfect murder. This flu sucks ass.
I am so not looking forward to work on Monday – I’ve effectively fucked my entire month because of this, and I haven’t got a clue how to get my schedule back on track. Of all the rotten times to get sick ..
I will be glad when I am better and not mostly dead. At least my chills seem to have subsided; for the first time since Tuesday night I am neither too hot nor too cold. It’s a small win, but I’ll take it.