I’m so sick.
I hate being sick. I don’t get sick too often and when I do, it’s a doozy. It spins me around and makes me feel like I’m dying.
The first couple days of sickness are always okay. I feel a bit sick but nothing that I can’t deal with. And then by day three (no matter how easy I’m able to take it on the first two days) I feel like I was beaten with a brick. Multiple times.
I am now on day four. I really shouldn’t be at work but I didn’t tell anyone that I was sick yesterday so I predict no one caring.
I am dizzy sitting in my chair.
More tea. More tea.