still sick
better, but in comparison to pretty goddamn awful.
It’s probably a testament to how sick I was that I feel vastly better today: objectively, I’m still pretty wiped out, with painful coughing fits & a stuffy nose. But I spent the end of last week and most of the weekend with fever & chills, feeling pretty much out of my mind one way or another. I’m taking one last sick day to hopefully get to non-contagious, to rest up a little more…and to take care of C, who has picked up the flu and is at the peak of the fever. I know I wouldn’t've wanted to have been alone at that point. But I made a point of getting up close to my normal time and getting dressed in real clothes, to try to ease myself towards being back to normal. But I think I might take a nap in a bit. Whatever energy I woke up with seems to be winding down.
