I’m still alive. Maybe I feel better than I did yesterday. At least the feeling of swallowing a broken light bulb has mostly passed. Except for when I breathe deeply or swallow. Actually, I think the pain just shifted. But I didn’t sleep for 20 hours today. Only about 12. I’ve continued with the flu bombs and the echinacea tea and honey, the Emergen-C. I’m sure it’s helped, but I’m still wiped out. I’m super behind on work even though I’ve done a bit from my bed, it’s not the same as sitting at my desk and getting shit done. I’m hoping tomorrow (today by the time you read this) will be better.
I’m going to keep this short and sweet because I’m going to go back to bed. I guess this is what I get for saying I never get sick.
But I’m still alive…so I guess that made today a good day!
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