Ok, that's not true and a bit overdramatic, but I seriously feel like I'm dying! I'm going to blame Daylene for this. I caught her sickness via blogs and twitter. Yeah that sounds good. But really, I woke up this morning in a panic. I couldn't breathe, I felt like I was being suffocated. This shyt sucks. Not to mention that my throat hurts so GD bad, I can barely swallow. I KNOW!! There goes my social life, right?!?! I sound just like Selma and Patty Bouvier from the Simpsons. Hot, isn't it?!?!
I am THE WORST sick person. I whine, I cry, I pout, I whine some more....Mmmm did someone say wine?? Sorry the meds make me spacey and I tend to get distracted by anything shiny. I feel like Dory from "Finding Nemo"! All I want to do is crawl back into bed and have someone make me tea and refill my cup when its empty. Make me soup for lunch with those yummy little goldfish crackers. Basically to wait on me hand and foot. Is that too much for a girl to ask for?
It would be worse, I suppose. At this point, its all in my head. (I know what you're all thinking and its not funny!) Really, just my sinus cavities are blocked. So it feels like my head has been run over by a big mac truck. But at least the rest of my body works just fine. Lucky me, I get to come to work and I'm still able........... Sorry, what was I saying? A shiny car went by the window. Oh well not important. *shrugs*
Well, its time for my next dose of Sudafed. I honestly have enough of this crap to start a meth-lab. And would someone go make me some tea?!?!? Really! How hard is it to get some good help around here?