Well, after over three days of taking antibiotics they've finally kicked in.Man. I have not been this sick in a decade.
On Thursday, totally sick and sleep deprived I had convinced myself that it was a viral infection and that I would not be able to fight it off myself and that it was going to kill me. Fun times. I felt like Miranda in that Sex in the City episode where she feared that she would die alone and that her cat would eat her face. Thankfully my mom came over that day. And also: I don't have a cat.
I don't know what the hell I have, but it's bacterial and it's finally on it's way out.
I wanna go for a run tomorrow.
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Good, I was beginning to worry about you. Don't over do it. Oh shit, now I'm sounding like a mom.
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