Okay, this sucks.

Had a 101.9 degree fever last night/this morning. Also kept dreaming I was helping Josh to get Matt Santos elected President. And. Could. Not. Stop.

That's it, man, I'm too sick to be alone. My mom offered to pick me up today and bring me to the house, and by golly, that sounds fantastic.

My fever's pretty much broken -- when I took my temp and saw this absurdly high number, I freaked out. 825mg of Tylenol later, I am around 98 degrees and sweating LIKE A PIG. Also, weak as a kitten. And still stubborn as a bull. How many more of these "like a" / "as a" (insert animal here) can I insert in this post? None, because that's all I can think of at the moment.

The good: My faucet of a nose has been turned off. YAY. I'm still congested, but at least it's not running 24/7. 'cause, that was gross.

Anyways, mom and dad will be by in a couple hours to pick me up and take care of me. Well, Dad's headed to England tonight, actually. But anyways, he's gonna look me over before he goes.

I should go pack a bag or something.

Plague Update

So it's sinusitis and I'm on antibiotics for it. The antibiotics caused serious stomach cramps today, though, and I hope I won't have to deal with that tomorrow, too. (It's a lower dose tomorrow than it was today.)

I'm at my parents' house, and it's nice to be taken care of.

I figure I'll be okay to go back to my place tomorrow evening, but I might stay here 'till Thursday, just to be sure. The fever spike last night really scared me, and I want the antibiotics to kick in before I go back home. It would be nice to not have to take tylenol to regulate my body temperature, you know?

I'm wheezing, which makes me unhappy, but I should be fine in a day or two.

I've been very boring here, lately. I do apologize. Real entries to be posted as soon as the plague is cured my antibiotics kick in enough to keep me halfway intelligent and not, you know, delirious.