Watching the entirety of House M.D. in the space of a couple of weeks + the sudden onset of back spasms, emotional upheval, panic attacks, crawly skin and mild delirium = me being sure I’m dying of a strange disease that has been diagnosed about twice over the course of human history.
Yep. I’ve got the flu.
Started beating at me emotionally and psychologically at school last night and by the time we got home I was totally out of it. Felt better this morning — if joints that hurt if you BREATH and crying at the drop of a hat is ‘better’. (no, trust me…it is) Even evil dragon of the Kids department at work gave me a little sympathy as she came upon me snuffling into a tissue and trying to regain composure at the start of my shift today.
On that note…typing is in the category of things that currently cause me pain. Work is over, I am beat, my couch is calling. Later skaters.
