Sicko.

I am sick.

Early this week I started getting tired easily. Like by the time I got to work after my walk I would be exhausted.

Then I started to get a sore throat.

Yesterday at work I thought that I was going to pass out or vomit, and the sore throat got worse. But I couldn't figure out if I needed to vomit because I was actually sick or because I was going to Humor U later that night.

I still felt really weak after I got home yesterday. But I couldn't nap. And then my throat got a little worse. But I went to Humor U anyway.

After Humor U my throat hurt so bad. But I couldn't tell if it was because I was sick or because I talked a lot in my excitement to Marie.

I went to bed at midnight. At 2:45am I woke up. I couldn't breathe through my nose. My throat hurt when I swallowed. I drank some water, blew my nose and got a cough drop. After 30-60 minutes I got back to sleep.

At 8:15 my alarm went off. I sent Megan a text to tell her that I probably wouldn't make it to work, but I was feeling a little better. I couldn't get back to sleep.

Marie woke up at 9:30. I got up with her. I sat on the couch and then got ready because I had to go to molecular bio because we have tests each Wednesday, and I also had meetings with Cornwall.

I thought that I was going to pass out by the time I got to campus. I was so tired. I couldn't pay attention in bio. I got really hot.

In the meetings with Cornwall I started to get even hotter, my nose was worse and I thought that I'd pass out if I kept standing.

As I started on my walk home I literally thought to myself that I wasn't going to make it home without either fainting or vomiting. Then my prayers were answered. Sydney and Mitch drove by and took me home the rest of the way. I really needed that ride.

I tried to sleep once I got home. I couldn't. I came out and ate. I tried to sleep again. I couldn't. Marie got me some frozen cheese from the freezer. I put it on my sinuses and felt better. At one point during Project Runway tonight I sneezed and all this snot came out and landed on my hands and shirt. It was disgusting and embarassing as Boyd and Hayley were there, along with Marie.

I think I'm calling in sick again tomorrow. I probably won't go to my only class: o-chem (part 2!). And I'm hoping that with enough sleep I'll be able to go to Sandi's wedding. But I plan on being down and out for the entire long weekend. Story of my life. But I guess it forces me to relax.