Death Becomes Her
I wish I could say that I have been so busy that I just haven' t had time to post anything, but it would only be half true. I've been busy being sick. After the Rockstar left last Sunday (that's right, he actually came to visit me) I decided to take a nap, only to wake up with a fever that wouldn't not leave me until Thursday morning. Unfortunately it the fever was just high enough that my body would ache and I could not get warm and everytime I took some Advil so that it would break, I would sweat almost non-stop for a hour. I tried to hold off on going to the doctor- doing everything anyone would tell me that might make me feel better, but by Wednesday (and after giving a presentation with a 101 degree fever) I broke down and went to the student health clinic. After waiting over an hour, I get this woman hippie doctor with a hairy upper lip, who really does not want to give me an antibiotic- which I understand all about how it may not make me feel better and it could create some super virus which will eventually kill me and the rest of the world. But dear God woman, give me something. By this time I had not had anything to eat in 24 hours because my throat hurt to much to even swallow, I could barely speak nor had I really slept for about 3 days. So she finally gave me some pills and yay! I feel better.
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