Onyxrising (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} onyxrising) wrote,@ 2008-04-21 12:18:00 |
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I know I'm running a fever, because there are chills. Three quilts, and I'm still shivering. Well, two quilts and one of those sleeping bags that's good to about forty below.
At least my stomach quit hurting, for the most part. It's the first time I've had it be ill with such a vengeance.
I feel somewhat delirious, and sleep won't come. I've got the crazy urge to start calling random people in my phone book and talk to them. The rational part of me knows that this is a bad idea.
Bleh. With the way Jessi and Sven are fussing over me, I'll be amazed if I'm not better by tomorrow. They both make excellent nursemaids. Even if Jessi will deny having done something so domestic as make chicken broth from scratch when it's over.
At least my stomach quit hurting, for the most part. It's the first time I've had it be ill with such a vengeance.
I feel somewhat delirious, and sleep won't come. I've got the crazy urge to start calling random people in my phone book and talk to them. The rational part of me knows that this is a bad idea.
Bleh. With the way Jessi and Sven are fussing over me, I'll be amazed if I'm not better by tomorrow. They both make excellent nursemaids. Even if Jessi will deny having done something so domestic as make chicken broth from scratch when it's over.
