Many of you may have thought I died. If you saw me on Thursday that is probably what you thought was going on! I am not dead. I felt like I was going to die, but it was just the flue. I am feeling better now. I am still really tired, but I am awake and not lying in bed feeling like I was run over by a truck (i figured that getting run over by a truck had to feel as bad or worse than how I was feeling yesterday. I may be wrong on that, sorry).
I have no idea what happened. I was feeling fine on Thursday morning and then within 5 minutes I went from feeling fine to feeling like I was going to die. I guess my cold turned into the flu. Who knows. I just don’t know how I made it home. Thanks to Jayson, Cari, & Danny for making sure I made it home alive. Thanks to the unnamed cabbie who had to put up with my puking in the back of his cab. To my defense we had a garbage bag and made no mess. I am a well prepared sick person.
Also I would like to thank Gretchen for the chicken sandwich. Fast food never tasted so good. Also a very special thanks to Pierre for keeping me company. Sorry that I couldn’t play with you more buddy, but I felt like crap. Thanks for not crapping though:) Oh, Pierre is a dog if anyone was just a bit confused.
I slept today during the day so now it is late and I am not tired. I am going to take some more Tylenol PM and hopefully sleep the entire night. I have watched a ton of TV today, and I felt like getting a bit of writing in before I collapse to sleep. I don’t understand how I can be so tired and not sleepy.
I will take the day off to take it easy. My dad keeps telling me not to rush back into my routine or else I will get sick again. That happened last year and I don’t want it to happen again. More tomorrow…