I started getting sick on Friday of last week. I was hoping I could stave it off with some supplements, but that didn't work. Saturday It got worse. Sunday was full blown. Monday was just as bad as Sunday.
I took Monday off. I spent the whole day watching movies on cable and eating chicken noodle soup. I watched Shawshank Redemption and bits and pieces of other movies I don't remember because I was in a fever induced delirium. That part owned. What blew is that I couldn't sleep cause I was coughing up a lung all day. It blew hard.
So being sick both owned and blew.
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When I'm really gone in a fever I get the idea that everything around me is hard as a stone, so I must also be turning into a rock. I remember my dad coming in now and then to look things up for me if I became obsessed with some obscure detail, or to remind me not to grind my teeth.
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