good morning and good night
I wish I wasn’t awake right now, but I am. Fever of 100.6, I’m afraid. Right now, im half recovered due to some nyquil - though I know it won’t last.
Just so happens to be a diarrhetic, that stuff - so guess where I am.
Honestly, this may sound odd, but I feel refreshed sitting on the toilet after lying in bed all day feeling like each breath might be my last. I know fevers aren’t that bad, but man - this one sucked.
My mind does this thing when im in pain - it takes a somewhat realistic scenario and it assigns itself to the pain im feeling to make almost a game or process out of it. This time, I felt like I was constantly moving metal pieces and boxes back and forth as I moved my legs, certain positions making certain parts and being almost a hub for some fever-trade of information about my body. That explanation doesn’t do us justice, I really am having a hard time describing it, unfortunately.
Anyways, that’s it. I’m going to finish up here and try to rest again.