February 10, 1998 -- Ah...illness. I woke up this morning by coughing, rolled out of my sweat-filled bed into my overheated room, and hopped into the icy shower. That made me feel much better...sure.

After my chilly shower I felt even worse. I was coughing more, and I had the added bonus of being dizzy too! Yaaay.

So did I go to my classes? No. Not even the important ones. I felt like I was going to faint and the one thing I have learned that my body NEVER jokes around with is fainting. Three times in my life I have had that feeling. Three times I ignored it. Three times I fainted. This time, I went back to bed...fully clothed, complete with styled hair, makeup, and contact lenses.

So I spent all day in bed. I didn't crawl out until Kristen came home. Then she yelled at me and insisted I take a vitamin, which I did. I also had some orange Hi-C and sat around until almost 9 when Brian arrived, Jackson in hand. He sat on my couch and patiently taught himself how to play "On the Turning Away" while I cross-stitched a sun for the pillow and blanket set I'm giving my sister when she gets married. She doesn't have a boyfriend right now and she's only 17 so I figure I'll have time to finish it.

I ended up playing Dungeon Keeper with Brian before now. He killed me severely but it was fun anywho. Now I'm sitting in front of my computer (which is slowly melting), wearing nothing but my skivvies. It really is a lovely change to be able to sit around wearing little, if anything, when I'm too hot. At home my mother would often walk into my room without knocking, and would sometimes unlock the door. I never sit around naked at home.

Here, I don't even have to lock the door because Kristen never comes into my room. I think in the four months we have lived together she's been in here three, maybe four times. I tried to show her something on my webpage before I posted and I almost had to lure her in using a tape of Melrose Place reruns...

I feel a little better...but I'm floating on my little NyQuil cloud now and if NyQuil doesn't make you feel better, take more. I think I shall sleep now...NyQuil always makes for the best dreams...




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